JANUARY
A few strums on a guitar, a few missing chords,
a few nights under the stars, a few broken words.
But suddenly everything's alright 'cause we're taking pictures in brake lights and I've forgotten all our little fights since you've forgotten that our future was bright.
A few sad strums on a guitar, a few out of tune chords,
a new boy with a new car, a new happy to look toward.