five year plan.

Mom and daddy crying

Maxima flying

I-70 Eastbound

Day one of me trying

To make it in my twenties

Put piano in the country

Make my own name and some money in a hurry

Told everybody wasn't getting married till I'm thirty

Then you had to throw a wrench and a little picket fence

Into all the boxes I was checking and goals that I was setting

Now all of a sudden I got a ring on my finger

Think being a singer

Just got knocked off the top of my list

'Cause baby, love don't fit in a five year plan

Right around a decade

Start to make a little headway

Champagne on the porch swing

Limousine in the driveway

'Bout to crack the glass ceiling

This small town girl's feeling

Pretty independent

Got a couple hits and

I'm thirty seconds in to my fifteen minutes when

You had to throw a wrench and a little picket fence

Into all the boxes I was checking and goals that I was setting

Now all of a sudden I got a boy named Ford

And winning awards

Ain't anywhere near the top of my list

A couple kids don't fit in a five year plan

In a five year plan

I was so on a mission

Tunnel vision

When the plot started twisting

First kiss and if that girl only knew

How close she came from missing

You

You

All of a sudden we're on a bus at a show

And somebody says somethin' and the next thing you know

That guitar is in your hand

And this song is so much better than

My five year plan