When it was summer I played until the moonlight
And my vision of the future was a day or two ahead
When it was summer I lived the way I wanted
Now I try to do that but I live the way I think I should instead
I've gotten older but not wiser
Because I know that things were simpler then
But if someone tries to tell you that these are the best days of your life
Next year they'll try to tell you again
When it was summer it was all a big deal
Except for things that now occupy a big space in my brain when it was summer all I wanted was to be grown up
But I don't remember when that changed
My my my my my intentions are inventions and dimensions of a never-ending thrill
My my my my my intentions are just misdirections disguised inside my head
When it was summer I looked in the mirror
But only after a shower to draw pictures in the glass
Everything was better in the good old days
But we can't help it we grow up too fast
There's nothing wrong with thinking back on the good times
But you're in trouble when you're living in the past
Everything was better in the good old days
But we can't help it we grow up too fast
There's nothing wrong with thinking back on the good times
But you're in trouble when you're living in the past
Everything was better in the good old days
But we can't help it we grow up too fast
There's nothing wrong with thinking back on good times
But you're in trouble when you're living in the past