She keeps it simple and I
Am thankful for her kind of lovin'
'cause it's simple
No longer do we wonder
If we're together we're way passed that
And I've already asked her
So in January
We're getting married
She's talking to me
With her voice so low
I barely hear her
But I know what she's sayin'
I understand because my heart
And hers are the same
And in January
We're getting married
And I was sick with heartache
And she was sick like Audrey Hepburn
When I met her
But we will both surrender
True love is not the kind of thing you
Should turn down
Don't ever
Turn it down
I hope that I don't sound too
Insane when I say
There is darkness
All around us
I don't feel weak but I do
Need sometimes for her
To protect me
And reconnect me
To the beauty
That I'm missing
And in January
We're getting married
No longer does it matter
What circumstances we were born in
She knows which birds are singing
And the names of the trees
Where they're performing
In the morning
And in January
We're getting married
Come January
Lets get married
Writer(s): Robert William Crawford, Timothy Seth Avett, Scott Yancey Avett
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