Tim McGraw

You said the way my 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 beside him
all summer long,
and then the time we woke up to find that
summer had gone...

But 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...

September saw a month of tears
and thanking God that weren't here
to see me like that.
But in a box beneath my bed
is a letter that you never read
three summers back.
It's hard not to find it all a little
bittersweet,
but looking back on all of that it's
nice to believe

But when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song,
when you turn your radio on you'll know
and 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...

(.Taylor Swift.)