(T. Hyler, J. Bach, K. Haynie). . It wakes me up when I am sleeping. It's all I'm thinking, all I'm feeling. It happens every time you're near me. I'm consumed, wanting you.
I've got a scrap book full of pictures. [Incomprehensible] frozen in the air. Needin' lots of lace. And baby's breath in my hair. . Don't wanna say that I was just rehearsing.