Ruined my favorite pair of jeans
Never looked up love
I was in soil, on hands and kness
Covered in foxglove
I seen 'em bow down when you sing
I heard the wind run
I saw your sundress start to cling
Color me turned on

I remember hoping you were evertying
You were like lightning
You were the turn of the century
You were the reason, in hindsight
I woke up
Now whenever you're around
I'm seeing you but I can't
You're an Alabama haint

My porch roof paint's blue
In a way
We're more or less through
In a way
Maybe hearsay's not a rumor
I can't stay, wish I'd left sooner
Dismayed, I'm a late bloomer
Still, hey, I root for my future
I get interviewed by a friend
They wanna know it how it endend
They wanna quiz me, is this irreversible loss?
Are you gone? Are you not?

I remember hoping you were evertying
You were like lightning
You were the turn of the century
You were the reason, in hindsight
I woke up
Now whenever you're around
I'm seeing you but I can't
You're an Alabama haint

My porch roof paint's blue
In a way
In a way
In a way