I can't count the barns I've passed. Painted red, white, and black, see rock city. And up ahead there's a turn. Take me through Galtinburg, I hear it's pretty. Maybe some other time. I can't slow down. Right across that state line. Right about now. Her hair's still wet from her bath. She's sitting on the front porch, with a glass of ice tea. In my sweat shirt, in her bare feet. This I gotta see. If I hurry I can catch. The colors on her skin from that sunset. And her face and that look. Waiting on me. This I gotta see.... This I gotta see. I can't wait to get to her. Man I wish I were there already. She's the only thing that keeps. This world from driving me crazy. I just hit that city limit. Yeah and that's a pretty good sign. And if i pick it up a bit. I'll be right on time. Her hair's still wet from her bath. She's sitting on the front porch, with a glass of ice tea. In my sweat shirt, in her bare feet. This I gotta see. If I can hurry I can catch. The colors on her skin from that sunset. And her face and that look. Waiting on me. This I gotta see.... This I gotta see. (2x)