Lifted – Dallas Smith – letras

In a cloud of dust, I picked you up off your front porchMy old truck was liftedThat summer dress messing with my headCaught the wind just a little bit and liftedAnd it sure felt good (it sure felt good)You were holding my hand (you were holding my hand)Looking out over that hood (looking out over that hood)Singing john mellencampAnd we were high on nothing but living and lovingRunning down something called a dirt road dreamOur own little world, one boy, one girlSeventeen and riding that sweet southern breezeLifted, like a song from a choirLifted, like a flame from a raging fireLiftedFirst kiss out under the starsI’ve kissed before but that ol’ bar was liftedNew spot, we found my old guitarYou’re dancing around with your arms liftedAnd you sang along like you’d never be goneAnd we were high on nothing but living and lovingRunning down something called a dirt road dreamOur own little world, one boy, one girlSeventeen and riding that sweet southern breezeLifted, like a prayer from a sinnerLifted, checkered flag, finish line for the winnerLiftedAnd we were high on nothing but living and lovingRunning down something called a dirt road dreamOur own little world, one boy, one girlSeventeen and riding that sweet southern breezeLifted, like a sail in the windLifted, girl let’s go back againHeat rises