Been doing some thinking about love,
And why you said its a cut above
Searching in the past,
To find a ways back home.
Looking at photo albums
Old times are easy on the eyes.
We were young and in the city.
Thinking we would always feel so strong.
Time marches on,
Makes it hard to see the truth
Leave it undefined,
The world came for you.
Time flys
Hope lies
You can't look me in the eye
Does it make it easier - to believe, in something you can't see
if this ain't the way back home
We gonna find another way
There was those lake days in the summer,
Sweet things running and in hand
Didn't know it then, but you damn sure know it now.
Days like those are rare in the end
Ride or die in the VW,
Things were hard at home, you had to go.
Didn't lose your innocence, it's still hanging around.
It's all right here, in the end
Time marches on,
Makes it hard to see the truth
Leave it undefined,
The world came for you.
Time flys
Hope lies
You can't look me in the eye
Does it make it easier - to believe, in something you can't see
If this ain't the way back home, we gonna find another way.

We gonna find another way
Been doing some thinking about love,
And why you said its a cut above
Searching in the past,
To find a ways back home. Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind