I'll just let you down,
That's what I thought,
When I left this little town,
With not even a wave goodbye,
Now here I am two years later,
Coming in the limits of this town,
And I keep wondering if you still hang around here?
The trees still make the same sound as they blow,
The grounds look beautiful this time of year,
Nothing changed since I left here.
I passed that cracked stop sign,
I wonder if you ever lived down my name,
That Summer of '03 was the best of my life,
There's still damage from our reign,
I've been here for twenty minutes and your already stuck in my head,
And when I saw you walking down the street,
It felt like I never left.
Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 10:36 AM UTC
I'll just let you down,
That's what I thought,
When I left this little town,
With not even a wave goodbye,
Now here I am two years later,
Coming in the limits of this town,
And I keep wondering if you still hang around here?
The trees still make the same sound as they blow,
The grounds look beautiful this time of year,
Nothing changed since I left here.
I passed that cracked stop sign,
I wonder if you ever lived down my name,
That Summer of '03 was the best of my life,
There's still damage from our reign,
I've been here for twenty minutes and your already stuck in my head,
And when I saw you walking down the street,
It felt like I never left.
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