Wind blowing through your wild hair
Got them windows low
You're making it hard to keep my eyes
On this road
Got the lips of an angel
The way you sing that song
I fall more in love with every word
That you get wrong
And it's the things that you do
When you don't even know that I'm lookin
I've been drunk on your love
Since we met
And I'm still buzzin
If you don't know by now
How precious you are
Heaven must have sent you down
Right into my arms
Cuz your daddy always said it
And I hope you don't for get it
There's no doubt that it's true
God took his time
When he was making you
The way you dance when you're tipsy
Off a glass of wine
You bust out all your moves
It gets me every time.
Oh so what I'm trying to say
Is baby I love your ways
And when you kiss me
It his me
I can't believe you're mine
If you don't know by now
How precious you are
Heaven must have sent you down
Right into my arms
Cuz your daddy always said it
And I hope you don't for get it
There's no doubt that it's true
God took his time
When he was making you
Taking his time
Taking his time
Taking his time
Taking his time
It's the things that you do
When you don't even know that I'm looking
I've been drunk on your love
Since we met
And I'm still buzzin
If you don't know by now
How precious you are
Heaven must have sent you down
Right into my arms
Cuz your daddy always said it
And I hope you don't for get it
There's no doubt that it's true
God took his time
When he was making you
(Taking his time)
(Taking his time)
(Taking his time)
When he was making you
Taking his time
Taking his time
Woahh
When he was making you