Nostalgic
A night adventure reminds me of my youth
Staying up late and chasing each other
Eating many things we shouldn't be,
laughing about many things we don't understand
But take me out just before the sun sets
In the car, windows down, summertime
And it takes me all back
My youth...
We were much younger
And all our troubles seem lesser
Living, just like that time
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