Yeah, there's something about that blue sky

And the wings on a blue butterfly as it flies past my window

Then there I go falling down like a domino

Back where I tend to go.

To an evening ride through the countryside, to a dandelion on valentine's

To crickets crying a lullaby underneath the 'bama moon

It's hard moving on when it all reminds me of you

Hell, to tell the truth, most good things, most good things do.

When I think of the things that I miss

Like the breath underneath of a kiss

As it floats off into the past

I want it bad, so I let the whiskey take me back.

To an evening ride through the countryside, to a dandelion on valentine's

To crickets crying a lullaby underneath the 'bama moon

It's hard moving on when it all reminds me of you

Hell, to tell the truth, most good things, most good things do

Most good things do.

Most good things don't last forever, ends too damn soon

When you think of me, I hope it brings you back to.

An evening ride through the countryside, to a dandelion on valentine's

Crickets crying a lullaby underneath the 'bama moon

It's hard moving on when it all reminds me of you

Yeah, to tell the truth, most good things, most good things do

Most good things do.