Kellie Pickler I Wounder
Sometimes I think about you and wonder if your out
there somewhere thinking about me.
And would you even recognize, the women that your
little has grown up to be?
Because when I look in the mirror all I see are your
brown eyes looking back at me.
There the only thing that you ever gave to me at all.
Oh I hear the weathers nice in California their sunny
skies as far as I see.
If you ever come back home to Carolina, I wonder what
you'd say to me.
I think about how it ain't fair, that you weren't there
to brade my hair like mothers do you.
You weren't around to cheer me on.
Help me dress for my high school prom like mothers do.
Did you think I didn't need you here, to hold my hand,
to dry my tears?
Have you even missed me though the years at all?
Oh I hear the nice the weathers nice in California.
There are sunny skies as far as I can see.
If you ever come back home to Carolina I wonder what
you'd say to me.
Forgiveness is such a simple word, but it's so hard to
do, when you've been hurt.
Oh I hear the weathers nice in California.
And just in case your wondering about me.
From now on I won't be in Carolina.
Your little girl is off, your little girl is off, your
little girl is off, to Tennessee. (:
