We met at a party Got out of there quickly I want you in my band Can i be in your band? Tune your guitar Let's drive your blue car Talk on your front porch tonight Dream in your attic all night You gave me your friends This road never ends Let's drive to the ocean tonight Back for the summer You roll a number Saturday morning Rainy windows Lindsay's laying by my pillow Cutting out things she'll wear someday Cutting out things she'll wear Tuesday night i woke you up speaking They were just words I was just dreaming Might be the way i feel someday Might be the way i feel someday Spoke too soon, should have waited for the right time Cutting out things she'll wear someday Cutting out things she'll wear someday Cutting out things she'll wear