Barefoot on the Dashboard 6

Verse

Porch light flickers where the gravel drive ends

Your old pickup radio cuts out again

Same two-step circle on that weathered board

Sun's sinking slow through a screen of red oaks

You said we don't need nowhere fancy tonight

Just your hand keeping time with mine

The world outside is fading into gold

Pre-Chorus

So what if it ain't perfect, soft and wide

This here feelin' is ours alone tonight

I don't need tomorrow to enjoy the ride

Right here's all that I'm chasing, all that I need

I don't need forever, just this right now with you

Chorus

Barefoot on the dashboard, headlights painted gold

Your hand in mine and we're floating slow like snow

No clock, no tomorrow, just the engine low

This is as sweet as it gets — I'm ready to go

So hold my hand tight and watch the sky turn red

I don't need more than this, I ain't leaving yet

Verse

You spilled your sweet tea on that denim shirt

Laughed so hard you snorted in my face

Cornfield shadows stretching long and wide

Fireflies catching every color we made

Your fingers tangled in mine like they never will let go

Nothing's burning fast — this is what I'm chasing for

Pre-Chorus

So what if it ain't perfect, soft and wide

This here feelin' is ours alone tonight

I don't need tomorrow to enjoy the ride

Right here's all that I'm chasing, all that I need

I don't need forever, just this right now with you

Chorus

Barefoot on the dashboard, headlights painted gold

Your hand in mine and we're floating slow like snow

No clock, no tomorrow, just the engine low

This is as sweet as it gets — I'm ready to go

So hold my hand tight and watch the sky turn red

I don't need more than this, I ain't leaving yet

Bridge

Maybe someday these roads will be behind us

That's a version I can live with

Right now your name's still written in the dust

This is where we learn what forever was meant for

Every grain of gravel, every porch light humming low

I got enough tonight to carry me through

Chorus

Barefoot on the dashboard, headlights painted gold

Your hand in mine and we're floating slow like snow

No clock, no tomorrow, just the engine low

This is as sweet as it gets — I'm ready to go

So hold my hand tight and watch the sky turn red

I don't need more than this, I ain't leaving yet