Way up high in my tree

We would climb to get a peak at

The drive-in movie screen

Watching people from afar

Cozied up inside their cars

Underneath a web of summer stars

Fireflies flicker by

In a scene where Gregory Peck catches

Audrey Hepburn's eye

You look at me the moment that I'm staring

Darling do I dare to say the one thing

I want you to know

If life's a picture show

I want to sit with you on the back row

In the film projector's glow

While we kiss on the lips as the credits roll

In my mind I create

My own movie with my grandfather's

Vintage Super 8

I write a script where you will be

The dashing boy who's after me

And maybe we could make

This story a reality because

I'd like to play the part of your leading lady

With a heart that's bravely beating

Frame by frame in time repeating