We used to run wild at the bay
Talking to the ocean and the waves
When they called we looked the other way
And talked away, talked away

You looked at me
Your hand on my cheeks
When we were free


Fast forward some 24 years, and I've got to a good something right here
Write it down in a notebook, maybe you'll sing those songs when there's nothing new
My mind stays in a dark room, sit in the driver seat, don't know where I'm heading
Don't know about love, forgot about you and I
Can we meet this time around?