Shoot from the Hip

I used to change my accent, change my stance My phone number, the way I dance Some people change lovers like they change their sheets But I won't change you honey, you're for keeps I used to think I had to change the way I am To feel better, to get a

I suppose that I should count my blessings For a young thing my world is not too bad Got a window, a place with a pillow and a friend or two But ever since I saw his face that morning Nothing else has got the same summer sheen Will he notice my eyes