Is a letter that you never read
The one we danced to all night long
You said the way my blue eyes shined
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
I'm standin' on your street
And my old faded blue jeans
To see me like that
I hope it takes you back to that place
When you think Tim McGraw
When you think happiness
That had a tendency of gettin' stuck
Think of my head on your chest
September saw a month of tears
And thankin' God that you weren't here
I hope you think my favorite song
And I'm back for the first time since then
And lookin' back on all of that
On backroads at night
I hope you think of me
And the first thing that you'll read
I hope you think my favorite song
It's hard not to find it all
But when you think Tim McGraw
Think of my head on your chest
Just a boy in a Chevy truck
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
When you think Tim McGraw
When you think Tim McGraw
The one we danced to all night long
I said, "That's a lie"
Oh, think of me, mmm
Think of my head on your chest
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little black dress
Is when you think Tim McGraw
Some day you'll turn your radio on
From three summers back
That summer'd gone
And my old faded blue jeans
A little bitter sweet
I hope you think that little black dress
I hope you think of me
But in a box beneath my bed
I hope you think of me
When you think happiness
All summer long
When you think Tim McGraw
It's nice to believe
And my old faded blue jeans
And there's a letter left on your doorstep
I hope you think that little black dress
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
I hope you think my favorite song
And I was right there beside him
And then the time we woke up to find
