Lemonade stands and memories Of innocence and purity And the noonday sun at ninety degrees The things I carry with me
The ice cream man at four or five How'd we flag him down and ask for rides And evenings when we'd sit outside And name the cloud shapes in the sky
Those days are gone now and we must carry on But I will not forget the things I learned on your front lawn
And how we rode those dusty trails On Huffys and Schwinns from Christmas sales Made forts out of crates with rusty nails And only came home when our stomachs failed
Those days are gone now and we must move forward still But I will not forget the things I understood at your window sill
I walked your street again last night And laughed to dull the sting of spite But your door was dark and it made me cry Cause mother always kept you shining bright
But things they change and people grow And move in step with the green paper flow But deep inside I wonder or maybe I already know They they never really find the answersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.