Remembering moments at lovers lane during high school,
Sitting under the moon light.
Light radio music played,
Filling the empty air with an orchestra.
Windows rolled all the way down,
No one for miles,
Leaving us to our devices.
Young teenagers finding love,
Finding out who we are is what life is all about right now.
Escaping to the dirt roads,
With windows rolled down.
Holding hands while music filled our ears.
Hearts beats faster as the lovers lane approaches into view.
All it leads to falling in love.
All of us were young once.
All of us fell in love on those dirt roads.
As we grow up,
Those memories will stay forever.