(i've Got To) Stop Thinking 'bout That Lyrics - Misguided Roses - Edwin Mccain

I like to think about the time I met you 

Living with your people down in New Orleans 

Mad at your mama cause she'd never let you 

Ride in no nasty limousine 

Later on the levee with the moon up above 

I lost my heart and confessed my love 

Oh Lucy, God have mercy 

I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that 

One summer night in a field of wheat 

God's sweet lanterns hanging in the sky 

Moving light on your tiny feet 

I knew I had to love you till the day I die 

They talk about Amazing Grace 

It meant something when I saw your face 

Oh Lucy, God have mercy 

I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that 

I think of all the little things that I never told you 

I think I may get to hold you someday 

It's my brain just like a man possessed 

I can't do me no work, I can't get me no rest 

I can't understand it baby 

Don't like to think about the way it ended 

I hate remembering the things that I said 

I dream a dream of love so splendid 

I wake up hard in an empty bed 

I wonder who'll be loving you next 

Some fool will be writing bad checks 

Oh now Lucy, God have mercy 

I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout you