Autumn Girl

Monday night and we're coming on strong And I'm travelling home with the radio on I'm listening to southeastern county songs It reminds me of home 'cause that's where she's from I can't wait to tell her my darkest secrets I'll listen to hers, I'll promise to keep it My heart's out my chest, I know she'll be my weakness But I'll let her in 'cause I know that I need this Autumn girl, she lights up the room With her hand wrapped in mine on a lazy sunny afternoon I'll admit I was a mess before I met her Then I let her take my heart Now she's picking out my sweaters I guess I never thought life would ever be much better Now I can't help but think I should say those eight letters It's butterflies and our kids in her eyes and I love her Thank god the girl is mine Oh the girl is mine And then we Watch a show on a Wednesday evening We're racing through town as the dusk is creeping in I get scared that she might be leaving But I'll follow her 'till the day she's walking Down the aisle in a bright white dress Only god knows she's seen both my worst and my best I can't promise life will be perfect forever But I'm perfectly happy if we're together My Autumn girl, she lights up the room With her hand wrapped in mine on a lazy sunny afternoon I'll admit I was a mess before I met her Then I let her take my heart Now she's picking out my sweaters I guess I never thought life would ever be much better Now I can't help but think I should say those eight letters It's butterflies and our kids in her eyes and I love her Thank god the girl is mine And am I gonna mess this thing up? 'Cause I know I'm a walking disaster I can never find the right emotions, I just hear her laughter I have never felt so insecure and yet so certain It was the right place, at the right time, and I love my Autumn girl, she lights up the room Her hand's wrapped in mine, it's a lazy sunny afternoon I'll admit I was a mess before I met her Then I let her take my heart, now she's picking out my sweaters I guess I never thought life would ever be much better Now I whisper to her in the night those eight letters It's butterflies, and our kids in her eyes and I love her Thank god the girl is mine The girl is mine