Apologetic Better Man
By Cheyenne
I'm not perfect, not any day.
I'm arrogant, sometimes vain,
I over think, and analyze
And need to have my way.
I'm not flawless, no, not by a stretch,
Emotions lead me far.
I want too much, need much more,
Beyond this old guitar.
But I know I can be a better man,
Because I am—when I'm with you.
In your heart I see who I can be,
And you make me want to, too.
So hold my hand as I ride
To vistas that I fear,
As I am a braver, better man
When you keep me, in your near.
Hold me and I'll be
A braver, better man.
