Do you remember back in highschool, a brief homecoming of age.
We'd keep secrets in the letters of a ripped out bible page.
We'd sneak a smoke around the corner, they'd search but we would hide
Our love back then was more alive

Short skirts were the fashion, your daddy did not approve.
Yet he'd always try to cash in, on a hand he was bound to lose.
Even though it was a struggle, for a young love to survive.
Babe, our spark back then was more alive.

I was just a boy, you were barely 17.
They called it puppy love yeah we made love yeah we made love a teenage dream.
I told you once before when we were young and so naive,
That I'd never ever be the first to leave.

Yeah I remember when you got in, the letter came in the mail.
It was just around the time when your daddy's house was put on sale.
You moved into my apartment, number 5 on the ground floor.
Oh babe you loved me then, just a little bit more

You were unemployed, yeah I was were barely 23,
I was busking to survive outside your university.
Know I told you once before when we had so much to achieve,
That I'd never ever be the first to leave.
No I'd never ever be the first to leave

Yeah I remember back in highschool, a brief homecoming of age.
We'd keep secrets in the letters of a ripped out bible page.
That will never change.

I was just a boy, you were barely 17
They called it puppy love, yeah we made love a teenage dream
Yeah I told you once before, the day I got down on one knee
That I'd never ever be the first to leave,
No I'd never ever be the first to leave.