People change like the tides in the ocean

At least i think or am i dead wrong

Foot on the brake at the light i don't notice

I sit and wait until the next song

Twenty hours in an old van

Up the east coast through the cold wind

Drove twenty hours by the ocean

Up the east coast what a road trip

Now that interstate is paved with memories

Of a past life i lived when i was eighteen

And every winter i think back to what we used to be

In that past life we lived at eighteen

Ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh

Uh i reminisce about a past life

Things change i get it 'cause nothing lasts right

Yeah and i was thinkin' 'bout her last night

Scrolling through our memories debatin' 'bout our last times

Ayy for a minute we was cool

Then we flew just a little too close to the sun

Now we finished now we through

Guess we knew one day we would have to grow up

Twenty hours in an old ford

Across the midwest thinking what for

Drove twenty hours but it's hopeless

Across the midwest what a road trip

Now that interstate is paved with memories

Of a past life i lived when i was eighteen

And every winter i think back to what we used to be

In that past life we lived at eighteen