Driving down the road you swear you've been before
Day dreaming about the days gone by
Faces and places that you're missing from your life
Disappear like ghosts in the night
You wonder how you made it through your high school days
Trying anything to get you high
Hanging out at the pool hall by the old arcade
Cold beer and fake IDs on Friday night
The song comes on the radio
Something that you used to know
Sounds of familiar sounds so right
Let it take you back
To a simpler place in time
Where the melody reminds you
Of a love you left behind
Let the music move you
Until you feel like letting letting go
Like a postcard from the past
Let it take you back
When record stores sold 33s and 45s
Couldn't wait to hold the album in my hand
Before email and the internet
How I stood in line
To buy tickets just to see my favorite band
Day dreaming about the days gone by
Faces and places that you're missing from your life
Disappear like ghosts in the night
You wonder how you made it through your high school days
Trying anything to get you high
Hanging out at the pool hall by the old arcade
Cold beer and fake IDs on Friday night
The song comes on the radio
Something that you used to know
Sounds of familiar sounds so right
Let it take you back
To a simpler place in time
Where the melody reminds you
Of a love you left behind
Let the music move you
Until you feel like letting letting go
Like a postcard from the past
Let it take you back
When record stores sold 33s and 45s
Couldn't wait to hold the album in my hand
Before email and the internet
How I stood in line
To buy tickets just to see my favorite band
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