Backroad Memories

There's a dirt road running through my hometown,

Where we used to park when the sun went down,

Old truck, two hearts,

nowhere to be, Just you,

that radio, and me.

Time moves on, but some things stay,

Like your voice on a summer day.

Take me back to those backroad nights,

Fireflies dancing in the headlights,

Your hand in mine,

that old song playing,

Two young hearts with nothing worth chasing.

If I could turn back the hands of time,

I'd take that road and make you mine,

One more sunset, one more mile,

One more night with that beautiful smile.

There's a coffee shop on Main Street still,

Same old sign, same old windowsill,

I pass it sometimes when I'm coming through,

And for a second,

I'm right there with you.

Funny how a little town can hold

A thousand memories you never told.

Take me back to those backroad nights,

Fireflies dancing in the headlights,

Your hand in mine,

that old song playing,

Two young hearts with nothing worth chasing.

If I could turn back the hands of time,

I'd take that road and make you mine,

One more sunset, one more mile,

One more night with that beautiful smile.

Maybe we were never meant to stay,

Maybe some love is meant to fade,

But every time that old road calls,

I remember us before it all.

Take me back to those backroad nights,

Stars above us, Tennessee

sky,

Your hand in mine,

that old song playing,

Young and free, with no plans worth making.

If I could turn back the hands of time,

I'd take that road and make you mine,

One more sunset, one more mile,

One more night with that beautiful smile.

Yeah, I'd take that road...

One more time.