On the way from Tallahassee to Gainesville
We listen to songs in the dark.
Somehow you convince me that we weren't really that smart.
With somebody's band in the background
We postulate why we were right.
When this song is over I'll probably just call it a night.
We were young.
Jessica is calling an outing.
We whisper to gods in the night.
When this one is over I think we'll just know we were right.
Adam's friend is in the backseat.
He mumbles a stanza all right.
On the way to the concert, we follow a yellow/white line.
We were young.
So you called me yesterday
With a nice excuse and a funny face
And the world just shrinks and falls away.
We were young.
So you called me yesterday
With a nice excuse and a funny face
And the world just shrinks and falls away.