I popped the hood, and cursed under my breath
I was, almost to Mobile, when that truck just up and quit
Every number in my phone was a, state line away
So I, flagged down a pair of blue eyes in rust red Chevrolet
She rolled down the window, and right there my luck changed
When it comes to love, god, doesn't make mistakes
So just let go,
'cause god, doesn't make mistakes
Sometimes when things keep, slipping through your hands
You gotta trust, that there's a greater plan
We spent a year, with too many sleep tights on the phone
And that long distance love ended up taking it's toll
We were so close to calling it off and saying goodbye
But fate came through, in the shape of two pink lines
When it comes to love, god, doesn't make mistakes
So just let go,
'cause god, doesn't make mistakes
Sometimes when things keep, slipping through your hands
You gotta trust, that there's a greater plan
Now she's got blond hair, and her mama's bright blue eyes
There ain't no doubt, that some things are just divine
When it comes to love, god, doesn't make mistakes
Just let go,
'cause god, doesn't make mistakes
When it comes to love, god, doesn't make mistakes
Let it flow,
'cause god, doesn't make mistakes
He doesn't make mistakes