It's all coming back to me now
There it is
The parking lot, at the high school don't look like it did, when I knew every truck, every kid that parked in it
Every Friday night
When the field was lit
Man, it's been a while
But it's all coming back to me now
Being back in this bitter sweet town
The one I grew up in
That I thought I was running
The reason I love it... Yeah
Up ahead, Theres a gravel drive leading up to where she used to live, this stretch of road and this radio I can't forget,