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 can't 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 can't 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 can't believe this month is over
And you just keep slippin' further away