I feel butterflies again,
this feeling feels so brand new.
It's crazy to me,
I can't even see
how I ever overlooked you.
Your green eyes,
and your sweet southern smile,
If I were to be cheesy,
I'd say you melt my heart into a pile.
I like you, my country boy,
and the way you hold my hand.
I realize now,
that when you stop chasing after boys,
that's when you find your man.