Co-written by Jeff Trott (like most of her better songs), this is a strummy, stringy ballad that's like a less drippy and irritating alternative to Shania Twain's You're Still The One, and nods a little bit in the direction of The Beatles with some echoes of Hey Jude.

It's well-written, well-constructed, nicely recorded and well-produced and does pretty much exactly what it says on the box - it's pretty standard Sheryl Crow, and by Sheryl Crow's standards, it's pretty good: not mind-blowing, but definitely a little higher than average.

It's not likely to give Crow a smash hit, but airplay is likely to help shift the album when that's released, and with most of her acoustic guitar playing mainstream singer songwriter peers seeming to be in hibernation at the moment, this definitely plugs a gap in the current musical spectrum. It's nice and it's classy, and it deserves to be on the shopping list of any VH1 regular.