There's a Mountain Dew can,
With lipstick on it,
Rollin' around his truck bed,
He just leaves it back there,
One of the things he has left of her

When he drives into the late day sun,
You can see a set of footprints,
He ain't gonna clean that windshield,
He'd rather just live with the hurt.

He'd holdin' on to the wheel,
On to the way she made him feel,
On to the shifter,
On to the pictures,
Every precious moment with her,
Like the left behind colors in the sky,
When the sun is gone,
He's holdin' on.

Oh, he's holdin' on.

There's a voicemail on his cell phone,
He don't dare erase,
She ended with 'I love you',
And he saves it just in case it might still be true,
No, he ain't through

He'd holdin' on to the wheel,
On to the way she made him feel,
On to the shifter,
On to the pictures,
Every precious moment with her,
Like the left behind colors in the sky,
When the sun is gone,
He's holdin' on

To the past,
To the last time he held her,
Her breath on his neck,
The three words she said,
Oh-

He'd holdin' on to the wheel,
On to the way she made him feel,
On to the shifter,
On to the pictures,
Every precious moment with her,
He's holdin' on,
Yeah, he's holdin on and on,
He's holdin' on,
He's holdin' on