August 1, 2012

You said the way my blue eyes shinedPut those Georgia stars to shame that nightI said, "That's a lie"

Just a boy in a Chevy truckThat had a tendency of gettin' stuckOn backroads at night

And I was right there beside himAll summer longAnd then the time we woke up to findThat summer'd gone

But when you think Tim McGrawI hope you think my favorite songThe one we danced to all night longThe moon like a spotlight on the lake

When you think happinessI hope you think that little black dressThink of my head on your chestAnd my old faded blue jeans

When you think Tim McGrawI hope you think of me

September saw a month of tearsAnd thankin' God that you weren't hereTo see me like that

But in a box beneath my bedIs a letter that you never readFrom three summers back

It's hard not to find it allA little bitter sweetAnd lookin' back on all of thatIt's nice to believe

When you think Tim McGrawI hope you think my favorite songThe one we danced to all night longThe moon like a spotlight on the lake

When you think happinessI hope you think that little black dressThink of my head on your chestAnd my old faded blue jeans

When you think Tim McGrawI hope you think of me

And I'm back for the first time since thenI'm standin' on your streetAnd there's a letter left on your doorstepAnd the first thing that you'll read

Is when you think Tim McGrawI hope you think my favorite songSome day you'll turn your radio onI hope it takes you back to that place

When you think happinessI hope you think that little black dressThink of my head on your chestAnd my old faded blue jeans

When you think Tim McGrawI hope you think of meOh, think of me

You said the way my blue eyes shinedPut those Georgia stars to shame that nightI said, "That's a lie"


Tim McGraw   - Taylor Swift


That moment, I hated the fact that I live here. 
Far away from you. 


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