Driving Slow

[Verse 1]
These backroads know your name better than I do
I drive past the lake where the summer went blue
Your old truck’s not there, but I still slow down
Like love might be waiting on the edge of town
Do you ever take the long way home too?

[Chorus]
Do you think about me when the warm nights roll through?
When the radio plays what we used to sing to?
I’m still riding circles ’round the summer and you

[Verse 2]
The cornfields are brown where we parked after dark
Your laugh still comes back when the headlights hit sparks
I kept that cheap bracelet you tied on my wrist
Some things don’t last, but they don’t just quit

[Bridge]
Maybe I’m a memory you pass on the road
A little July that you don’t let show

[Outro]
If you miss me, boy, I’m out here driving slow