That same moon that we watched so many nights
Still hangs in the August sky
My rear view mirror is still slanted to the side
From when I could look in it and see your eyes
Everything just keeps on driftin by
Like a tube on that river, you and I
And the only thing that I cant clearly see
Is why you left Texas and me
Every time that I play this old guitar
I wish I was still playin it for you
I still cant think about that dusty hill country
Without feelin just a little blue
And I knew just lookin at you my rear view would only show me
The back of my seat in the days to come
But these days just take forever, I cant believe this month is over
And you just keep slippin further away