I meant every word "they" said!

You know… the trouble with a good country song is most times
they say how I feel… they just say it first.

So? Does it make me sound like an idiot when I quote lyrics?

I’ll love you till I die, you are the love of my life… and I’m
so glad you found me you are the love of my life… so put your arms around me..
I guess this is how it feels… when you finally found something real… my angel
in the night you are my love… the love of my life, everything I do I do it for
you, tell that someone that you love just what you’re thinking of if tomorrow
never comes, I’ll take you for a ride on my big green tractor ;), oh love oh
love oh the many colors that you’re made of… you heal… you bleed… you’re the
simple truth and you’re the biggest mystery, I love you more than you’ll ever
know, I don’t wanna be loved by anybody but you.

There is no end to the love I have for my wife. This next
set of lyrics pretty much sums her up.

(She’s Everything) “Brad Paisley”
She’s a yellow pair of running shoes
A holey pair of jeans
She looks great in cheap sunglasses
She looks great in ANYTHING
She’s I want a piece of chocolate
Take me to a movie
She’s I can’t find a thing to wear
Now and then she’s moody
She’s a Saturn “Elantra” with a sunroof
With her brown hair a-blowing
She’s a soft place to land
And a good feeling knowing
She’s a warm conversation
That I wouldn’t miss for nothing
She’s a fighter when she’s mad
And she’s a lover when she’s loving
And she’s everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
I talk about her, I go on and on and on
‘Cause she’s everything to me
She’s a Saturday out on the town
And a church girl on Sunday
She’s a cross around her neck
And a cuss word ’cause its Monday
She’s a bubble bath and candles
Baby come and kiss me
She’s a one glass of wine
And she’s feeling kinda tipsy
She’s the giver I wish I could be
And the stealer of the covers
She’s a picture in my wallet
and my unborn children’s mother
She’s the hand that I’m holding
When I’m on my knees and praying
She’s the answer to my prayer
And she’s the song that I’m playing
And she’s everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
I talk about her, I go on and on and on
‘Cause she’s everything to me
She’s the voice I love to hear
Someday when I’m ninety
She’s that wooden rocking chair
I want rocking right beside me
Everyday that passes
I only love her more
Yeah, she’s the one
That I’d lay down my own life for
And she’s everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
She’s everything to me
Yeah she’s everything to me
Everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
She’s everything to me

Baby I love you with all my heart, when I screw up just
remember that. My love for you grows with each passing day and I just wanted to
take this opportunity to tell you that that’s what I’m thinking of, if tomorrow
never comes.

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