I like the way she wakes me up
Real gentle-like and slow
She makes my lunch, she packs it up
Kisses me before she goes
And on her way out the door
I run to kiss her a little more
And I’m so grateful to have finally found her trail
To have found my nightingale
I use to be that silly dog that was always chasing his tail
Til I found my nightingale
My nightingale
My pretty bird, she sings me love songs
They echo down my hall
I listen close, I memorize and hum along
And then write em on my wall
And when my will is tested and I’m down, down, down
She’s just the thing that makes me feel safe & sound
It’s in her heart; it’s in her face, and every single detail
She’s my nightingale
My little criminal, she broke my love right out of jail
She my nightingale
My nightingale
And when my apple cart tips over and everything goes falling out
She right there beside me, to help me pick em up
It’s not easy to say I need her, but I choke that pill right down
As my bygones become bygones and what will becomes what will
She don’t like to go to sleep
She could talk all night
And that’s okay by me
So long as we turn out the light
And get tangled up in a subtle sleepy haze
And start it all over again the very next day
I was a ship beyond repair, but now I’m ready to set sail
Now, that I’ve found my nightingale
I can see the rice, the church steps and the wedding veil
And on my arm
My nightingale
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