Sep 09, 2006 23:35
You said the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said, "that's a lie."
Just a boy in a chevy truck
That had a tendency of getting stuck
On backroads at night
And I was right there with him all summer long
And then we woke up to find summer's gone.
September saw a month of tears
And thanking God that you weren't there
To see me like that
But underneath my bed
Is a letter that you never read
From some time back
It's hard not to find it all a little bitter sweet
and lookin' back on all of that it's nice to believe:
When you think: Tim Mcgraw
I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think: happiness
I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think: Tim Mcgraw
I hope you think of me.