Nostalgic Notions

Alright its time to take you back Ax on the track Swinging at the school, we thought we were cool Laughing and clowing and acting a fool We were in love but didnt know what it was But the years separated us, as it always does We'd lay under stars, wishing we could go to mars, and ride around on power wheels cars talking through walkies, and writing down plates If only Harriet could have spied us in those days But we got caught in Charlotte's web, grew up too fast Oh if there had been a way to make those days last