A Little More Like Heaven

# A Little More Like Heaven

[Verse 1]

Met you on a Friday, sun was sinking low,
Your hair was in the wind, putting on a little show,
You were laughing at a story that I barely got right,
And I wished that I could keep you there all night.

Got a half-full tank and a couple hours to kill,
Just driving past the fields and the old watermill,
You put your hand out the window, let the breeze roll through,
Girl, I swear the whole world looked better next to you.

[Pre-Chorus]

And I don't know what tomorrow's gonna bring,
But right now, girl, you're my everything.

[Chorus]

'Cause you make a dirt road feel like paradise,
Turn a simple little moment into the best damn night,
You're the kind of pretty that the stars can't compete with,
The kind of love a country boy could get used to dreaming of.

If forever's just a word, then let me show you what it means,
With your boots beside my bed and your pictures next to me,
I don't need a million dollars or a mansion on a hill,
Long as I get to love you, girl, I'll always get my fill.

Yeah, this old world ain't perfect, but one thing I know is true,
Every little piece of heaven brings me closer back to you.

[Verse 2]

We could spend a Sunday morning tangled in the sheets,
Drink our coffee on the porch, watch the world wake up and breathe,
I'll learn every little thing that puts a smile across your face,
And I'll thank the Lord above that I found you in this place.

Maybe someday there's a little house with a porch swing out front,
A dog running through the yard, and two hearts beating as one,
And when the years start showing and our hair turns silver-gray,
I'll still reach across the table just to hold your hand the same.

[Pre-Chorus]

I can't promise every road will be smooth,
But I'll spend every mile proving my love to you.

[Chorus]

'Cause you make a dirt road feel like paradise,
Turn a simple little moment into the best damn night,
You're the kind of pretty that the stars can't compete with,
The kind of love a country boy could get used to dreaming of.

If forever's just a word, then let me show you what it means,
With your boots beside my bed and your pictures next to me,
I don't need a million dollars or a mansion on a hill,
Long as I get to love you, girl, I'll always get my fill.

Yeah, this old world ain't perfect, but one thing I know is true,
Every little piece of heaven brings me closer back to you.

[Bridge — Soft Guitar]

And if the rain comes falling, if the skies turn dark and gray,
I'll be right there beside you when the sunshine fades away.
You don't have to be a dream girl, you don't have to be a queen,
Just be that girl who laughs with me when life gets in between.

[Final Chorus — Full Band]

Yeah, you make a dirt road feel like paradise,
You're the reason that I'm praying and the answer to my nights,
And if I had a thousand lives, I'd choose you every time,
Every lifetime, every backroad, every sunset, you'd be mine.

I don't need a million dollars or a mansion on a hill,
Just your head upon my shoulder and a heart that loves me still.
When the good Lord calls me home and this whole world fades from view,
I'll have lived one hell of a life if I got to spend it loving you.

[Outro — Fading Steel Guitar]

Yeah, this old truck, this old road,
Your hand in mine, nowhere to go...
If heaven's half as good as loving you,
It's gonna be a hell of a view.