In It

Baby I know that you gotta go
It’s a whim or a plan either way I hope
There’s a beach in it
Your Friday nights are barefoot in the sand
There’s music and lights in your left hand
Has a beer in it, yeah I hope the coast is clear in it
Oh, I love you and I’ll leave it at that
It’s okay if you don' look back
If my '98 Pontiac gets to drivin' through your dreams
Gets you flyin' 'round this old town in that same ol' shotgun seat
When you open your eyes and that pretty little mind has a memory in it
I hope there’s still a little me in it
You ain’t got to call, you ain’t got to write
If the lonely gets you dialin' for my voice one night
'Cause you miss hearin' it, I’ll try not to have a tear in it
Won’t try to talk you back into us
I’ll keep my mouth and my broken heart shut
If my '98 Pontiac gets to drivin' through your dreams
Gets you flyin' 'round this old town in that same ol' shotgun seat
When you open your eyes and that pretty little mind has a memory in it
I hope there’s still a little me in it
Oh, I love you and I’ll leave it at that
Yeah, I know that you’re not comin' back
If my '98 Pontiac gets to drivin' through your dreams
Gets you flyin' 'round this old town in that same ol' shotgun seat
When you open your eyes and that pretty little mind has a memory in it
I hope there’s still a little me in it
Hope there’s still a little me in it