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 driving through your dreams

Gets you flying around this old town

in that same old 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 dialing for my voice one night

'Cause you miss hearing 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 driving through your dreams

Gets you flying around this old town

in that same old 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 coming back

If my '98 Pontiac gets to driving through your dreams

Gets you flying around this old town

in that same old 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