I love you

Oohm…

mmm… yeah…

I walk slow under a tired sky,

the night knows every tear I cry,

hey… my footsteps sound like an old bass drum,

every heartbeat whispers where you’re from.

Oohm, oohm…

mmm…

My voice is cracked but my soul still stands,

I sing real low like a praying man,

hey… if you hear me from where you are,

you’ll know this pain still loves that hard.

Mmm… oohm…

This guitar cries what I cannot say,

my fingers kneel every time I play,

hey… I ain’t holy but I sing the truth,

a grown man’s voice chasing something pure.

Oohm…

mmm… hey…

If the wind carries this song tonight,

let it reach you soft, wrapped in light,

mmm… oohm…

this blues don’t scream, this blues don’t fight,

it heals the dark with a gentle bite.

Oohm…

hey…

mmm…