I use to be the color of choice
For Stevie, for B.B., and Mr. Hughes
Characteristic of the common man
I spent time in the pews
And thank God I got a response
Even if you were way overdue
But you can’t treasure who you’ve got
If you haven’t had troubles to traverse and pursue

And whoever thought I’d find a girl
The kind of girl who makes my world

Brighter, if and when I’m feeling blue
And can have who I am like I’ve never been used
I know there’s a lot I’ll never do
But I don’t care as long as I have you

Yeah I got scars
Cause there’s a ransom to render to not misunderstand
That nothing’s free for the heart or the hand
And a hard lesson learned is a no man’s land
But for you, for us, I’ll forget what I know
No history or heartache, or blood in the sand
Cause you make me the happiest I’ve been
Wish I could hold you with more than two hands

You are the one who’s seen me through
Took me a while to believe it’s true
That everything I thought I knew
Doesn’t matter, as long as I have you

Cause if I went after every dream I have
I’d run out of time and run up a cheerless tab
So instead of me just dreaming alone
Tell me some of yours cause I want more than my own