Remember skating through the grade school parking lots
and starting fires just to watch them burn?
I guess we never thought much about growing up
or thought much about everything we’d learn.
Sometimes we would hang out at the doughnut shop,
making fun of everybody passing by.
No matter what it was we always had our fun
savoring the moments left behind…
…but where did it go and how’d we get here?
What happened to the nights when we didn’t care at all?
Where did it go and how’d we get here?
I’m still waiting for your call.
Sneaking out at night was always such a rush,
smoking cigarettes and drinking beer.
Laying in the desert watching satellites,
I’ve never seen the skies look so clear.
I sometimes think about the stars above us,
wondering if any shine for me.
I’d wish upon those stars so we were kids again,
The only time in life that we felt free…
…So where did it go and how’d we get here?
What happened to those nights when we didn’t care at all?
Where did it go and how’d we get here?
I’m still waiting for your call.
Hey, i didn't know you were a writer like this. It's really good stuff.. I think it's very true that we don't think about the way we are going change in the future, as much as we think about how we have changed from our past. awesome blog
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