Nobody on the road
Nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
The summer's out of reach
Empty lake, empty streets
The sun goes down alone
I'm drivin' by your house
Though I know you're not at home
We are not supposed to go back sour. We go forward.
Keep the memories that make you, leave behind the ones that break you and live in the present. Try to enjoy the now.
And those are big words coming from me. My childhood home was a nightmare, but the lake -the grandparents- the Raybans and the waterskis. Those I keep.
But I can never return to that house or that lake, and I misplaced those aviator glasses long ago...I doubt I could water ski again to save my life... but they were the best days.
Nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
The summer's out of reach
Empty lake, empty streets
The sun goes down alone
I'm drivin' by your house
Though I know you're not at home
We are not supposed to go back sour. We go forward.
Keep the memories that make you, leave behind the ones that break you and live in the present. Try to enjoy the now.
And those are big words coming from me. My childhood home was a nightmare, but the lake -the grandparents- the Raybans and the waterskis. Those I keep.
But I can never return to that house or that lake, and I misplaced those aviator glasses long ago...I doubt I could water ski again to save my life... but they were the best days.