My thoughts form like raging waters crashing on the shore
Deep, moving fast, like a gun blast, then quickly dying down until they are no more
Telling me what's truly on my mind, then disappearing after showing me what to find
Squeezing out details from the far corners of time,
Subconsciously thinking of a new way to rhyme,  
Knowing all along,  the truth behind my thoughts that I mysteriously put into song
Is it wrong, that my thoughts strangely have the same tune
As every depressing country song that puts me in a bad mood?
It's a serious notion, to think there's no magic potion to put a smile on my mind
Yet, there's always one person in my life, truly one of a kind
Who's jokes and antics run my misery to the ground, turning that frown around
And knowing all the time what my thoughts are, making sure that a smile isn't too far.