Everytime I sit here
And think you always seem to be running across my mind.
My memories are all wound up from spending every second with you.
Its a distant memory
Feeling my hair flying wildly in the wind from driving around
In your truck all summer long.
Everytime I think of driving down those dirt roads with you.
The radio would be blaring loudly
And we would be lost in eachothers eyes.
You reach over
And hold my hand and it lets me know
That everything is alright.
These were the perfect moments.
The moments of my life.
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