sweet like sunday
she said goodnight
in my old t shirt and summer blue eyes
she doesn't know that by morning light i'll be gone
every heartache is tragic when it's finally done
even the moon cries at night for the sun
i stopped on the bridge where the red river runs
and look back to the past
red dirt
you've been slipping through my fingers
i may be crazy now to leave her
but i need something more to make me stay
that don't wash away like me and her in red dirt
god knows it hurts me that i let her down
but my dreams and my plans are too much for that town
i look at the clock
she probably knows it by now i'd better try
before i change my mind
red dirt
been slipping through my fingers
it may be crazy now to leave her
but i need something more to make me stay
that won't wash away like me and her and red dirt
we were younger caught in the heat of september
when we lay down and that red dirt
but i've gotta learn how to live in the now
gotta do without that red dirt
you've been slipping through my fingers
i may be crazy now to leave her
but i need something more to make me stay
that won't wash away like me and her
oh and red dirt
i'm gonna miss that
red dirt
oh gonna miss
you