Tim McGraw

You 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 gettin' stuck, On backroads at night, at night hours An' I was right there beside him all summer long An' then the time we woke up to find that summer'd 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, An' my old faded blue jeans When you think Tim McGraw, I hope you think of me September saw a month of tears, An' thankin' 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 bitter sweet, An' lookin' back on all of that, it's nice to believe: 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, An' 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 standin' on your street, An' there's a letter left on your doorstep, An' the first thing that you'll read: Is: "When you think: Tim McGraw, "I hope you think my favorite song" Some day 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, An' my old faded blue jeans When you think Tim McGraw, I hope you think of me Oh, think of me, Mmmmm You said the way my blue eyes shined, Put those Georgia stars to shame that night I said: "That's a lie"