..but if it ever came down to one day, one day left in a thousand
the last good times of summer, are the last few minutes of warmth
remember what it was like to enjoy our time, before we all go back
to school and learn, before our eyes turn grey again, and we forget
what it was ever like to feel awake, to feel awake
So is this why I feel so cold? There's to much panic I've been told
And everytime I show, I see the way it used to go, I need to see
that every year, not to hear it just so clear, so clear..
The nights were so much hotter then, we all hung out and made
amends, it's like you can't go back but hearing that just makes me
want to, call my friends and tell them that I'm coming home!
