"Yours" lyrics

I could write about your hometown and your pretty brown eyes
I could try to write it all down, spend all night making it rhyme
Put some chords up on a 6 string, but it wouldn't feel right
They say to write what you know, so here it goes

Campfire fire crackin' with the crickets and the frogs
Moonlight shining on a Yeti and a dog
Couple little ripples rolling off of this dock
Heartbeat skipping like a creek bank rock
Can't find words but it's midnight clear
You making me feel how it looks out here
So, girl, go home, turn your radio on
And tell everybody that this is your song

Do you like how it sounded?
With the birds and bees and breeze and the trees all around us
I don't know the first thing about love, but I might've found it
On your lips, in these sticks where the black top ends
I ain't sure how to say it, but here I go again

Campfire fire crackin' with the crickets and the frogs
Moonlight shining on a Yeti and a dog
Couple little ripples rolling off of this dock
Heartbeat skipping like a creek bank rock
Can't find words but it's midnight clear
You making me feel how it looks out here
So, girl, go home, turn your radio on
And tell everybody that this is your song

This is your song
Coming out of them speakers
While you're Birmingham bound
And every time you hear it
You'll think of us right now by this

Campfire fire crackin' with the crickets and the frogs
Moonlight shining on a Yeti and a dog
Couple little ripples rolling off of this dock
Heartbeat skipping like a creek bank rock
Can't find words but it's midnight clear
You making me feel how it looks out here
So, girl, go home, turn your radio on
And tell everybody that this is your song