I though a thousand kiss for hour
It was meant to be
Under the stars in my new car
She´ll be asleep
Too young faces, mouth full of braces
All to please
Lit up a smoke had to drive her home
By ten fifteen

We were young
We were young

Seventeen felt like a dream
Those were good times
We would ride along
Cause we had our songs
Those were good times
If I took your hand
We would be back again
Those were good times
We were young my friends
Those were good times

Under the gun try to get things done
It´s schools last days
Classes fail I was happy as hell
But someone is always away
Well I drove by my side found a place to hide
Out on the lake
I had to trade in my book for six string dreams
Start a new chapter the day