(Clint IngersollJeremy Spillman)



Before my second year of college, you were barely seventeen.

I was haulin' hay for your Daddy, an' you brought me a glass of tea.

To a farm boy from Oklahoma, you were small town Texas prize,

An' every young man's dream in cut-off jeans, with that Homecoming Queen smile.

You were makin' fun of my farmer's tan an' I was lettin' you.

An' fightin' bull in the July heat, tryin' to keep my cool.



An' the prairie wind sang while the dust devils danced.

It just got hotter as the summer passed.

An' that first kiss stole our breath away.

An' the breeze died down as our hearts surrendered.

The moonlight shattered as it crashed on the river.

We both knew we'd never be the same:

'Cause love changes everything.



I think your Daddy wondered but I know your Momma knew,

'Cause she pulled me aside one Friday night and said take good care of you.

We'd steal away after supper to our favorite place in the sand,

By the red water's edge where we'd hold hands while the sun melted into the land.

We lost more than sleep on one hot August night.

By mornin' we were seein' some things for the very first time.



An' the prairie wind sang while the dust devils danced.

Just got hotter as the summer passed.

An' that first touch stole our breath away.

An' the breeze died down as our hearts surrendered.

The moonlight shattered as it crashed on the river.

We both knew we'd never be the same:

'Cause love changes everything.



I never found my way back to college,

An' we found other loves since then.

But that first one will live forever,

'Cause I'll always remember when:



Those prairie wind