I walked in, feeling like a kid I sat in silence praying Thoughts are fading now It all goes dark And in a couple years I'll have some souvenirs Of that time leaving midtown Two dumb kids in the city Just hanging around I'm sorry that he's here It's not what I had wanted when I said that I'd come But I can't drive Let's have some fun I drink too much Did I think too much About it in the backseat of her van I spend too much time on I-85 And every time you ask I lie I say I'm doing fine The sunset sure looks pretty here From the drivers side In the backseat as you take his hand and I take it in stride I spend too much time on I-85 Parked at every rest stop reeling Rolling bloodshot eyes The sunset sure looks pretty here From the state line Now we're all grown up I took my time and you took it in stride