It's all coming back to me now

There it is

The parking lot, at the high school don't look like it did, when I knew every truck, every kid that parked in it

Every Friday night

When the field was lit

Man, it's been a while

But it's all coming back to me now

Being back in this bitter sweet town

The one I grew up in

That I thought I was running

The reason I love it... Yeah

Up ahead, Theres a gravel drive leading up to where she used to live, this stretch of road and this radio I can't forget,