He hurt you, she hurt me. Now trust doesn't come so easily. Love isn't the fairy tale. It was before. . So we're careful, 'cause we're fragile. We both realize some caution is wise.
We've been standing on the edge of something. Bigger than the both of us. And neither one of us had said it yet. But tonight I got my courage up. . I was just about to let the L word rip.
There's an old dirt road off of 33. Lord it's been so long since it's seen me. But I've put many a mile across it's back. I used to kick up dust in the summertime.
Remember when you told me you were over him. Well girl I know you never mean to lie. But every time that we go out and he walks in. You say hello like you never said goodbye.
Got another postcard today. This one was postmarked Santa Fe. All she had to say. Was thanks for givin' her the space. . She was needin'. Got out all her other cards tonight.
Seventeen, Kara Leigh Baker was settin' my dreams on fire. Back of the class I was sinkin' so fast. Drownin' in my own desire. I wrote poems and songs and letters.
[Bridge]. Long before the first beats of our hearts. Some how someone knew. That you belong here in my arms. And that I've got you girl, I'm amazed everyday.
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin'. 'Coon dog in the back. Truck bed loaded down with beer. An' a cold one in my lap. . Earnhart sticker behind my head.
I live my life. Dyin' to find someone like you. But I never dreamed. I'd come to need. Someone like I need you. Now I'm no longer Mr. Independent. No longer needed noone's help.
Katy brought my guitar back today. That's how she let me know it's all over. I remember all those nights. Sittin' in the fireplace light. How she loved to hear me play.
All of my life, I thought I knew the answers. Until you came along, I never questioned why. You showed me what it means, to love someone forever. You're the dream in my heart.
Hearts beatin' like a drum in a rock band. Parked in the car that I borrowed from my old man. Well it's hard to get lovey dovey in the bucket seats. Oughta take a little walk down by the creek.
Every day I drive to work across Flint River bridge. One hundred yards from the spot where me and grandpa fished. There's a piece of his old fruit stand on the side of Sawmill Road.
Well, I was doin' alright, keepin' you off my mind. Goin' one three days in a row. But pullin' out of work, I heard brown eyed girl. Playin' on my radio.
Politicians, coalitions. Unionism, opposition. Activism, communism. Skepticism, new vision, down with the old tradition. . Vandalism, terrorism. Ammunition, demolition.
Well I know it's late but girl I just had to call. This just can't wait 'cause I ain't slept a wink at all. Since we said goodbye. And I know that I'm the only one to blame.
Well I brake for brunettes. Blondes in Corvettes. Redheads I stop on a dime. Now the way I drive. It's a wonder that I. Ever get anywhere on time. So don't tailgate my pick-up truck.
I pulled in her driveway. Turned the radio down low. And I sat staring at what she was wearing. Waitin' by the front door. She came walking down the porch steps.
There's somethin' pulling' on me. Out of nowhere like a mystery. And I won't find it here in my backyard. So I'm gonna go and I don't care how far. . Drivin' through the night wherever it goes.
I've hung out with people with money,. And I've hung out with people without. I've had friends in high cotton honey,. And friends with beans for a bank account.