Fighter

Don't think that I don't see the way you struggle Watching me struggle Don't think that I don't feel you turn away Every time I turn away And please believe that I believe When I'm praying That you're right beside me praying For the same thing You're 5' 3" born in Carolina Front pew pretty And Friday night free You're dashboard singing Little red Corvette Sweet as forgiveness From the moment that we met I never knew I had a fighter I know when you're silent The silence says more than a scream And I know when you say that you hate me It ain't what you mean When you say that you'll leave and you'll leave But only for a while For just a while You're stubborn and strong Crazy as New Orleans Your faded blue denim A diamond on the town My t-shirt in the morning Midnight in my hands At day you're still here, I just don't understand Never knew I had a fighter Just when I thought I knew everything about you You're 5' 3" born in Carolina Still front pew pretty And Friday night free You're dashboard singing Little red Corvette Sweet as forgiveness From the moment that we met I Never knew I had a fighter I Never knew I had a fighter Please believe that I believe When I'm praying That you're right beside me praying Never knew I had a fighter --- Fighter - David Nail