Rob E Knowles - Cheyanne

Got a little secret
Everybody knows
About a little diner
Where everybody goes
Food is nothing special
I go there just the same
Just to hear Cheyanne call out my name
There's a kind of beauty
No one understands
Gifted by the angels
Sculpted by their hands
If you've never seen it
You've got yourself to blame
Just go to where Cheyanne calls out my name
Once in a while
You run into a smile
That captures your heat
And makes it beat a mile a minute
One look in their eyes
You come to realize
That you can't imagine your life
Without them in it
One day at the diner
I risked everything
One chance in a million
But I didn't see a ring
I gave her my number
That night the phone call came
I picked up and Cheyanne called out my name
Once in a while
You run into a smile
That captures your heart
And makes it beat a mile a minute
One look in their eyes
You come to realize
That you can't imagine your life
Without them in it
There's a little diner
On the edge of town
Owner had to sell it
So I put my money down
I still wait to be seated
And I know that sounds insane
But I love the way Cheyanne calls out my name
Yeah I love the way Cheyanne calls out my name
And now Cheyanne and me share a last name

Written by:
Rob Knowles

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