I had writers block for the longest time trying to write a song for my wife; eventually I gave up any pretense and just went from the heart. Written for her 21st birthday (and her first being married).
How long has it been
Since I last put pen to paper
All this digital stuff won't allow me to savor
All the rhymes and meanings stuffed in the words
Oh, who am I kidding, I know it's absurd
To pin this on anything but laziness, my
Inherent craziness, but tell me this:
How many clichés do I have to spit
Before I find my groove and can write to it?
Maybe if I could get a clear picture in my mind
Then again, you've always been hard to define
Falling back on things like "She's funny and smart"
Or "She regularly beats me in Mario Kart"
The ebilskivers, or the thin mint ice cream,
and the lemon pepper chicken that fell out of a dream
And the banana pudding... You know I'd go on
If your food was the only point to this song, but
I haven't gotten to your way with words
How you're more encouraging than any song that I've heard
How you do your best to pull me out my deepest funks
Me crying on your shoulder, you dealing with my junk
How you've got great timing you don't try to hide
Quoting Baby Mama to my Princess Bride
How you point me to God when I can't find my way
How you try to smile even though we're both having
A bad day. I love you, simple as that.
No clue why it takes me so long just to say it.
I don't show you nearly as much as you deserve
Shout it from the rooftops, making it heard
That my wife is awesome! She'll leave you toasted
Quicker than you can say "Boom, roasted!"
She's the best there is, I can't imagine more
She's more than a girl, she's someone I'll die for
I guess what I'm saying or trying to show
Is I don't regret that drive two years ago
3 hours singing Caedmon's "Mistake of my Life"
Going to ask out a girl that could become my wife
Look where God's brought us and we're not stopping yet
New things to try, new dreams to get,
My time's 'bout up, so I'll just say
To my bride, my nrrd grrl: Happy birthday.