In It
Waves of Nostalgia: Easton Corbin's 'In It' Echoes Love's Lingering Presence
Lyrics
Baby I know that you gotta go
Baby, acknowledging the necessity of your departure
If it's a whim or a plan either I hope
Whether it's spontaneous or planned, I wish
There's a beach in it
There's a beach involved in your journey
And your Friday nights are barefoot in the sand
Envisioning your Friday nights as carefree, with bare feet in the sand
And there's music and lights
Imagining a scene with music and lights
And your left hand, has a beer in it
Your left hand holding a beer
I hope the coast is clear in it
Expressing hope for a trouble-free experience
Oh, I love you and I'll leave it at that
Declaring love without further elaboration
It's ok if you don't look back
Assuring acceptance if you choose not to return
But if my '98 Pontiac is still driving through your dreams
If my old car lingers in your dreams
Takes you flyin around this old town in that same old shotgun seat
Recalling shared memories of driving around town together
When you open your eyes,
When you wake up
And that pretty little mind has a memory in it
Hoping your beautiful mind retains memories
I hope there's still a little me in it
Wishing a part of me remains in those memories
You ain't gotta call, you ain't gotta write
You don't have to contact me
But if the lonely gets you dialing for my voice one night
But if loneliness leads you to call for my voice
Cuz miss hearin' it
Missing our conversations
I'll try not to have a tear in it
I'll try not to show my sadness
I won't try to talk you back into us
Not attempting to persuade you to return
I'll my mouth and my broken heart shut
Keeping my emotions to myself
If my '98 Pontiac is still driving through your dreams
If my old car persists in your dreams
Takes you flyin around this old town in that same old shotgun seat
Revisiting familiar places in our town together
When you open your eyes,
When you wake up
And that pretty little mind has a memory in it
Hoping your beautiful mind retains memories
I hope there's still a little me in it
Wishing a part of me remains in those memories
Oh, I love you and I'll leave it at that
Expressing love without additional words
Ya I know that you ain't coming back
Acknowledging the awareness that you won't return
But if my '98 Pontiac is still driving through your dreams
If my old car persists in your dreams
Takes you flyin around this old town in that same old shotgun seat
Revisiting familiar places in our town together
When you open your eyes,
When you wake up
And that pretty little mind has a memory in it
Hoping your beautiful mind retains memories
I hope there's still a little me in it
Wishing a part of me remains in those memories
I hope there's still a little me in it
Hoping a trace of me is still present
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