Back In Time

[Intro] (Warm acoustic guitar, gentle fiddle) [Verse 1] July heat and county fair lights, Cotton candy on Friday nights. Muddy boots by the garden hose, Sunburned cheeks and a big red rose. You’ll always be my little girl… In that back-in-time world. [Verse 2] Pink little boots in the morning rain, Wiping your cheek from a berry stain. Catching fireflies in the cool of night, Teaching your heart that it could fly. Every scraped-up knee I’d kiss goodbye, You’d shake it off, go back and try. I was tryin’ to teach you a world to see, Never knew you were teaching me. [Pre-Chorus] Every season slips away, But a daddy’s heart will always stay. [Chorus] July heat and county fair lights, Cotton candy on Friday nights. Muddy boots by the garden hose, Sunburned cheeks and a big red rose. From this porch I watch it all, Watching my little girl grow tall. Running barefoot through the grass, Praying hard these moments last. You’ll always be my little girl… In that back-in-time world. [Verse 3] First-day backpack, ribbon bow, Trying hard not to let tears show. Saturday mornings, fishing lines, Front porch talks and summer nights. Now your dreams are growing wings, Chasing all tomorrow brings. I’m still right here, cheering loud… The luckiest dad in every crowd. [Chorus] July heat and county fair lights, Cotton candy on Friday nights. Muddy boots by the garden hose, Sunburned cheeks and a big red rose. From this porch I watch it all, Watching my little girl grow tall. Running barefoot through the grass, Praying hard these moments last. You’ll always be my little girl… In that back-in-time world. [Bridge] I still see the toddler with tears on her face In that backyard winning a race It happened so fast, in the blink of an eye From learning to walk to seeing you fly [Final Chorus] July heat and county fair lights, Cotton candy on Friday nights. Tiny hands reaching up for mine, Laughing like we had all the time. Yellow dandelions in the breeze, Swinging high beneath the trees. Every sunset painted gold… A precious gift for me to hold. You’ll always be my little girl… In that back-in-time world. [Outro] No matter where this old road leads… You’ll always be that little girl to me. (Acoustic guitar and fiddle fade into silence.)