Yeah, yea Dive in your brown eyes when you look at me Hidin' with you out in the summer trees (summer trees) I'm trippin' on my words and on my feet And I couldn't tell you what you've done to me And now I'm playing with my keys again, I'm such a mess I wasn't ready for this kind of thing to happen so fast I wanna fight it, so, I'm quiet when you're on my mind, on my mind But I wanna be ridin' on the front of your bike Head down as we're drivin', I'm the love of your life And at the speed of lightnin', we're flyin' through golden streets Somehow, you make me feel like I'm still 17 (You make me feel like I'm) (Like I'm still 17) You got me feelin' like a better me Usually, my mind gets so ahead of me Somehow I don't think about anything when you're around You're around Now we're blastin' coriolis from your minivan, lay in the grass Symbelic green, oh, by the riverbank, makin' it last I wanna fight it I'd be lyin' if I said I could (Said I could) But I wanna be ridin' on the front of your bike Shinin' like we're diamonds illuminatin' the sky At the speed of lightnin', we're flyin' through golden streets Somehow, you make me feel like I'm still 17 (You make me feel like I'm) (Like I'm still 17) I wanna be ridin' on the front of your bike Shinin' like we're diamonds illuminatin' the sky At the speed of lightnin', we're flyin' through golden streets Somehow, you make me feel like I'm still 17