"Hey sugah..."

Down in Mississippi, where the river runs wild,
I was born a wanderer, destiny's child.
With a touch that whispers, and a touch that screams,
Carryin' dreams within my bloodstream.

Don't you worry 'bout me, sugah, I've been here before,
Walking through the shadows, always searching for more.
My hands might be cold, but my heart's on fire,
Strumming these strings, fueled by desire.

Every soul I've touched, left a mark on me,
Echoes of their whispers, in the songs I breathe.
Lost loves and lessons, in my mind they twine,
A melody bittersweet, forever mine.

"Don't worry about me, shugah, I'm just passin' through..."
Oh, the nights are long, when you're flying alone,
With powers like mine, the world's never home.
But I'll keep on moving, under the moon's watchful eye,
With a southern drawl, and a spirit that can't die.

Don't you worry 'bout me, sugah, I've been here before,
Dancing with my demons, on this haunted floor.
My touch might be cursed, but my will is strong,
Singing my truth, in this life-long song.

Here in the spotlight, or hidden in the dark,
I wear my scars proudly, each one a mark.
So here's to the fighters, the lovers, the pain,
In the heart of the storm, I'll dance in the rain.

This one's for you, Bright Eyes,
"Hey sugah, remember my touch.