Not a day goes by I don't think about you; You left your mark on me, it's permanent, a tattoo. Pierce the skin and the blood runs through, Oh my baby. - Lucinda Williams

There's a place in my heart,
I got room to spare.
There's a place in my heart,
I made room for you there.
Even though you make me blue,
I've got room enough for you.
No matter what you do,
I want you to know that
You have a place in my heart.

I am waiting here for more.
I am waiting by your door.
I am waiting on your back steps.
I am waiting in my car.
I am waiting at this bar.
I am waiting for your essence.

I grew up being aware that I was Southern, and that being a very important thing for me. And being drawn to short story writers, like Flannery O’Connor and Eudora Welty—the surroundings in their stories were so familiar to me, the whole Southern Gothic thing. That world only existed in that part of the country. It’s going to inform the personality of the songs. In a lot of my songwriting, I mention towns and places. It’s a culturally traditional thing in the South to tell stories.