What ever happened to the first summer we ran away?
Hearing our hearts pound on 95 Southbound
We never saw a snow angel's half-chance in hell we'd be betrayed by the sound

It's taken so long for me to come back around

What ever happened to the first summer we ran away?
There wasn't anyone who cared; still we took up the chase
You couldn't slip a hair between us and the world that we held in our gaze

It's so hard not to compare once you notice there's nothing there
You've got to wonder what keeps us here. Is it devotion or fear?
It's still so easy to hear
We forced ourselves to ignore this year the ever-audible siren song of the Econoline's gears

What ever happened to the last time you thought it was safe
To lower your guard down once you heard the guitar sound?
There was no heaven like no sign of a stage between the mic and the crowd

It's taken so long for me to come back around
But I'm starting to realize now where I was missing out
I'm always missing out

We can't fight and we can't win, but we're the boys and we won't give in