First of July

I know that she loves me I know, but she loves the mountains more Sun on her shoulders First of July I know that she loves me, yea I know, but she loves the wildflowers In her hand a crown of dandelions You can't tell her one thing to do She pushes your limits She makes her own roots She'll lift you up just to let you down She's honest, she's kind, she's like no one around I'll sing her my songs and I'll stay through the night With her in my arms With her at my side So tell me what is so wrong I'll make it right I know that she's happy I know cause she's hummin while she eats at the counter Twelve o'clock news I know that she's happy, yea I know cause she's reading me her stories that she writes But not the ones she hides You can't tell her one thing to do She pushes your limits She makes her own roots She'll lift you up just to let you down She's honest, she's kind, she's like no one around I'll sing her my songs I'll sing through the night Dear honeybear, love bug, sweetheart of mine So tell me Tell me what's wrong And I'll make it right I know that I love her I know cause there's nothin else I want Without her Days go by I know that I love her I know cause I'm waiting for her call In the morning First of July