autumn \ Lyrics

If I ever have a daughter

I wanna name her autumn

And when she's three or four

I wanna give her a ride

On my shoulders

I can take her downtown

And as we walk through town

I think it'd be November

I'll show her all the things

I couldn't know

Her coffee colored eyes will tell me stories

Of all her wild thoughts and complex dreams

Cause all I've ever wanted

Is to see my soul through perfect eyes

The air will be real cold

But kids are so much stronger than we give 'em credit

The trees would all be naked

Leaves trampled on the sidewalk

In every shade of amber

Cinnamon Gold

Her coffee colored eyes will tell me stories

Of all her wild thoughts and complex dreams

Cause all I've ever wanted

Is to see my soul through perfect eyes

Cause all I've ever wanted

Is to see my soul through holy eyes