Alabama to Miami

My babe, I’m dreaming of the day I’m there with you.

Black and red—we see the world in colors we both love,
We talk natural medicine, and thank the Lord above.
I picture that first face-to-face, your arms around me tight,
That first kiss, then memories we’ll make from day to night.
Your laugh is my favorite sound; you turn my gray to bright.

From Alabama to Miami, my heart belongs to you.
Through every call, our love keeps growing strong and true.
My babe, I’m dreaming of the day I’m there with you.

God, let our future hold trust, loyalty, and laughter,
A love that keeps us choosing joy, today and ever after.
I’m grown enough to know what’s real—and, Marlowe, this feels true.

My love, my suga, my babe—I’m saving that first embrace.
From Alabama to Miami, I’m dreaming of your face.