He 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 back roads at night And I was right there beside him all summer long And then the time we woke up to find that summer gone, but
When you think Tim McGraw, I hope you think my favourite 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.
September saw a month of tears and thanking God That you weren't here, to see me like that But in a box beneath my bed is a letter that you never read From three summers back It's hard not to find it all a little bittersweet And looking back on all of that It's nice to believe
When you think Tim McGraw, I hope you think my favourite 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.
And I'm back for the first time since then I'm standing on your street, And there's a letter left on your door step And the first thing that you'll read...
When you think Tim McGraw, I hope you think my favourite song Someday you'll turn your radio on I hope it takes you back to that place 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. Think of me.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
