When The Bridge Toll Was A Dollar

I reached into my wallet and I pulled out one single crisp clean dollar bill
And I handed it to you, I watched as you adjusted your sun visor
To keep the glare out of your eyes
Then you rolled down your window and you paid the toll taker
As we drove away I watched you push your hair behind your right ear
And you turned to me and you smiled, and in that smile was everything
You were all I’d ever wanted