The Best of Me

She don’t dream about diamonds
She don’t care about gold
All she wants is her share of the harvest
From my heart and soul
She’s a light in the darkness
She’s the rhyme of the poem
She’s the song that I can’t stop singing
When I’m on my way home
She says, baby
We got all that we need
Don’t you worry 'bout a thing
We’ll make it through
I’m giving you the best of me
She don’t talk when she listens
Then she says what she means
There’s no cloud of contention
She runs pure, she runs clean
Well, she lives like she preaches
She is kind to the core
She remembers every word I’ve said
But she don’t keep score
I say, baby
We got all that we need
Don’t you worry 'bout a thing
We’ll make it through
I’m giving you the best of me
Oh, I say, baby
We got all that we need
Don’t you worry 'bout a thing
We’ll make it through
I’m giving you the best of me
Don’t you worry 'bout a thing
Don’t you worry
We’ll make it through
I’m giving you the best of me