Cidermill Drive (The)

August
well i can't think today, it's been so long since i've cleared my head, i'm hanging by a thread so let's pack our things and go, i just can't take it no more oh, this town and why, her love became so blind so roll the windows down, and let the sound flood into our ears, as i can feel the wind blowin' oh, we're leaving in the morning so let's go today come on let's get so far away and it really doesnt get much better than this there's not too much that i seem to miss so we come up north and come for nothing but a good time where campfire confessions are the only kinds of crime and the night sky is clear, just like the reason why i love all of my friends and i trust them with my life and i don't know what to say, cause this is the only way oh what's important to me, it's not so hard to see well chris has jumped into lake michigan it's 3 in the morning and that water must be freezing but do we really need a reason? From Letras Mania