• I don't want to wish that we were younger
  Not soon before I feel that hunger
  No, Heaven can't wait much longer
  Show me that you can be stronger
  
  Lay me down in the grassy hill
  Red rover in the icy chill
  Blood shivers, but we'll take those pills
  Living for the thrill

  And it felt like Heaven and Earth with the stars aligned
  Take me with the salt, I can make you mine
  In the cold winter, I can be your brine
  Take me down the highway line

  Sweet and sour at the Tastee Freez
  Their black pepper always makes you sneeze
  Worn denim with your scraped up knees
  Baby, throw away your keys
  
  'Cause we're too young to die this hard
  Too close to be this far
  It doesn't matter where we are
  Just stop the car
  
  Grab your Jones and we'll run through town
  Heads up when the lights go down
  Nobody's gonna make us frown
  Just covered in the sound
  
  Of the real life
  In the warm night
  In a small town, everything's gone right
  Like an old dream
  On the big screen
  We'll be eating cherry pie under cold ice cream

  And we're never going home
  Just you and I alone
  
  So put on your baby blue jeans
  Overlook the hole in the front door screen
  I found a spot for you right next to me
  On the front porch swing
  
  And we're never going home
  Never going home

• This was great!

  Lulubaby88on April 23, 2013   Link

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