going home for the first time in a while a lot has changed, even your smile it's bigger than ever and it made me happy your 21st birthday, oh so classy
and look at our little brother go, he's got his **** more together than us, whoa we smoke out on our dark, quiet street memories come flooding back so we take a seat on the grass of our yard and talk about things we wouldn't have before.
I still call you by your childhood nickname of course I would, and you do the same. Sad I have to leave so soon though, I guess next time I see you all there'll be snow.