Whitney Albright (07-31-1988 / Alabama)

I intended to create a love scale
For anytime I had a doubt
I knew when I thought of love
The scale would balance out

This imaginary instrument
Swayed in my head
Kept me occupied
When a man turned his head

Many possibilities were weighed
Maybe I added on a few
The scale never failed me
Until I fell for you

Even though I contemplate
And look for reasons we should fail
My thoughts only turn to love
And you, you break my scale

Your beauty, reasons, and possibilities
Weigh a million pounds
And the risks, bitterness, and pain
Go crashing toward the ground