I Might
Cold night
Smoke looking bright in the moonlight
My reflection in her eyes tells me I'm in for a good night
We don't need nobody, oh it feels right
Too high to care
Got no one anywhere
Tim McGraw on the air
So far from sober
Got a little left over
She said, "Take it for me
My parents are awake and waiting for me
If I walk in with that, end of our dating story"
I had no other choice
I steadied my voice, said, "Babe don't worry"
I might get caught
But I'll see you tomorrow
I'll try my odds
I'll take it on my own
I might get caught
If I keep it to borrow
Or I might not
If we never go home
Four years feels like no time
Sitting by the fire with some old wine
Talking 'bout our dreams and our whole lives
She looks at me and goes, "So I've
Got something to lay on you
Though I don't want to
I got a job, it's a thousand miles from you
What do you wanna do?"
She said, "It's gonna hurt"
I said, "Wait one second first
We've been through a lot I think that we can make it work"
She looked about to cry, but hell so did I
I hit the dirt
She said, "I might get caught
But I'll see you tomorrow
I like my odds
Cause I know I'm not alone
I might get caught
If these dreams I follow
Or I might not
If I never leave home"
I might get caught
But I'll see you tomorrow
I might get caught
She said, "I might get caught
But I'll see you tomorrow
I like my odds
Cause I know I'm not alone
I might get caught
If these dreams I follow
Or I might not
If I never leave home"
Smoke looking bright in the moonlight
My reflection in her eyes tells me I'm in for a good night
We don't need nobody, oh it feels right
Too high to care
Got no one anywhere
Tim McGraw on the air
So far from sober
Got a little left over
She said, "Take it for me
My parents are awake and waiting for me
If I walk in with that, end of our dating story"
I had no other choice
I steadied my voice, said, "Babe don't worry"
I might get caught
But I'll see you tomorrow
I'll try my odds
I'll take it on my own
I might get caught
If I keep it to borrow
Or I might not
If we never go home
Four years feels like no time
Sitting by the fire with some old wine
Talking 'bout our dreams and our whole lives
She looks at me and goes, "So I've
Got something to lay on you
Though I don't want to
I got a job, it's a thousand miles from you
What do you wanna do?"
She said, "It's gonna hurt"
I said, "Wait one second first
We've been through a lot I think that we can make it work"
She looked about to cry, but hell so did I
I hit the dirt
She said, "I might get caught
But I'll see you tomorrow
I like my odds
Cause I know I'm not alone
I might get caught
If these dreams I follow
Or I might not
If I never leave home"
I might get caught
But I'll see you tomorrow
I might get caught
She said, "I might get caught
But I'll see you tomorrow
I like my odds
Cause I know I'm not alone
I might get caught
If these dreams I follow
Or I might not
If I never leave home"
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Weber
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