Lyrics

He walks slow across the floor
Rehearsing his words, making sure they're perfect for
A girl he's never see before
She seems a little bit sick of it all

And then, to himself he thinks
What am I doing shes outta my league

And he says, I dont know
Maybe tomorrow
My hairs a mess, Im way too wrecked
And my shirt aint tucked in
But what he don't know
Is this window closed before he let her know
She made him alive inside

She cant help but to stare
The way his hair curls under his ear
With a hat that says John Deer
What if he offered her a beer?
She'd hear wedding bells, if nothing else
Someone to talk to

Then she thinks, them girls in them magazines
On their worst day look better than me

And she says, I dont know
Maybe tomorrow
My hairs a wreck, my make ups a mess
And this shirt doesn't make me look thin
But what she dont know
Is this window closed before she let him know
He made her alive inside

Another late night at the bar
All their friends are a few years in with the house, the kids, the cars
He smiles at her, skips her heart
He walks slow across the floor
And she ignores the shirt she wore

And he says, are you single?
How bout tomorrow?
Ill pick you up in my beat up truck
And Ill treat you like a princess
And if the wind blows, I'll give you my coat
And hold you close and let you know
You make me alive