"Texas Winters" genre: AAA/Adult Alternative
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	A slow song, with a country ballad feel. Its dramatic lyrical imagery has been known to make people cry. Also, the song features a stirring violin solo by guest musician Alan Lockett.
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	Story Behind the Song So there was this girl. There has to be a girl. Without a girl, there's no good songs. I had mine. I called her Princess. We were too young and too stupid, and we were together for too long. We were together from the exact wrong ages, from high school to college. So our time together spanned too many of the wrong memories to make letting go a possibility in our minds. When things were finally through between us, our memories and my inability to admit my faults and save our relationship haunted me for years. And one night, when I was barely 20 years old, I couldn't sleep for the visions and the voices in my head telling me I should have done something different. For some reason, winter has always reminded me of our relationship. I think for everyone, summer is a time to play and to flirt, and winter is a time to snuggle. That night, the winter was killing me. Lyrics Texas Winters Words and music by Jonathan English Violin Alan Lockett Its 3:00 o'clock, I'm drowning I can't wake up to sleep Slipping on your memories I sigh Shadows floated of along the rainbows of our dreams I never could convince myself to tell you that I'd try These Texas winters throw me You smell the fronts as they move through The autumn leaves drove past me, and the rain drove me to you January refunds for dollar days of summers gone The spring would take you from me and summer found me all alone again On the Texas winter winds Campus empty afternoons, the Tower counts the days Cigarettes all pile up like promises I'd break And every empty bottle is another girl I knew And every line that doesn't rhyme is proof that I just cant forget you Holidays and new premiers the lights that shine from 6th Malls and marble halls they great the stronger drinks I'd mix It isnt pain that lingers on, its what if I was wrong? What if she still misses me? What if she still sings our song? I hope I never figure out these dreams that stain my hands Like a mile out of Waco when you fell asleep again The anger and the bitterness, the fear and all I hate They keep me waking up each morning Seasons fall and I can't wait

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