American Honey

She grew up on a side of the road

Where the church bells ring and strong love grows

She grew up good

She grew up slow

Like American honey

Steady as a preacher

Free as a weed

Couldn't wait to get goin'

But wasn't quite ready to leave

So innocent, pure and sweet

American honey

There's a wild, wild whisper

Blowin' in the wind

Callin' out my name like a long lost friend

Oh I miss those days as the years go by

Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime

And American honey

Get caught in the race

Of this crazy life

Tryin' to be everything can make you lose your mind

I just wanna go back in time

To American honey, yea

There's a wild, wild whisper

Blowin' in the wind

Callin' out my name like a long lost friend

Oh I miss those days as the years go by

Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime

And American honey

Gone for so long now

I gotta get back to her somehow

To American honey

Ooh There's a wild, wild whisper

Blowin' in the wind

Callin' out my name like a long lost friend

Oh I miss those days as the years go by

Oh nothin's sweeter than summertime

And American honey

When I first heard this song from Lady A, I felt like it was absolutely written for me. In fact I'm sure lots of girls thought the same thing which is why this band is so freakin' awesome, but for some reason, this song really spoke to me and where I am in my life at the moment. I remember being a little girl growing up in a small town where everyone had a hand in raising me. I felt safe and secure, unafraid and uninhibited. I wanted so bad to get out of that town and by the time I was seventeen I finally did..... but I remember leaving and feeling like a big piece of my heart had been left behind in that little "map dot". I think what this song really hit a nerve with me is this: Even though we have to grow up, even though we have to make tough decisions, even though many times we become jaded and cynical, its important to remember where it is that we come from. Don't get me wrong, I love my life and wouldn't change a single moment, but sometimes I need to remember that little brown-eyed girl and try to get back to her. I want to do what she did and dance, twirl, laugh, play, sing, dance, and wonder my way through this crazy little thing we call life.