I hope you listen to our songs
And the road signs blur.
I hope your candle stays caramel
And mine stays fir.
I thought I'd follow you
To the ends of the earth.
But, childhood ends so fast,
It loses its worth.
I used to think that our lives
Couldn't go past eighteen,
That young and dumb and free and careless
Was all that we'd be.
But, growing older now
And looking around,
I'll let you go and hope that
Life won't bring you down.