Under the Sun

Late night driving and trading thoughts

Steel guitar and country songs

Drinking beer in old dive bars

Dreaming dreams under the stars

Skipping work to stay at home

Playing hooky laying low

Ghost stories and inside jokes

Your voice over the phone

Any of these things would make my day

But if I had to choose one I know what I’d say

I don’t want to jump the gun

But I think I’d take you over anything under the sun

Yeah, you’d be number one

I think I’d take you over anything under the sun

Never thought I’d be the one

To ditch my common sense for love

Wish I could say the jury’s out

But you’re all I can think about

I don’t want to jump the gun

But I think I’d take you over anything under the sun

Yeah, you’d be number one

I think I’d take you over anything under the sun

(Anything under)

(Anything under) Under the sun

(Anything under)

Yeah, there’s a lot of things that would make my day

But if I had to choose one you know what I’d say

I don’t want to jump the gun

But I think I’d take you over anything under the sun

Yeah, you’d be number one

I think I’d take you over anything under the sun

(Anything under the sun) Anything under the sun

(Anything under the sun) Anything under the sun

(Anything under the sun) Under the sun

(Anything under the sun) Under the sun

(Anything under the sun) Under the sun

(Anything under the sun) Under the sun

(Anything under, under the sun)

(Anything under, under the sun)