Like a summer breeze floatin' cross the water. Softer than a whisper on my skin. I can't begin to tell you how it moves me. It's so intense. I burn within.
Walk A Little Straighter. Billy Currington. . I remember lookin' up to look up to him.. An' I remember, most the time he wasn't there.. I'd be waitin' at the door when he got home at night..