Meet me by the old cinema

Remember back when we were young and we carved our names into that tree?
It's not there anymore, all that's left are fading memories.

And I'm sorry that we went our own way
We were too damn eager to grow up fast
All I want is to re-live adventures
Our young imaginations killed by fact

Thinking back to a special time, when very different things were important.
Those endless summers with my friends, I only wish that I could go back there.

© ONE DAY ELLIOTT 2003