(One, two, three)
I remember when I was 17 years old
The world seemed so big and didn't seem so cold
Now there's some things I struggle with
And I don't mean paying the bills
But tryin' to remember where I hid all the things that give me chills
Remember when I used to wake up
Wake up with a smile
High-five myself in the mirror
I ain't done it in a while
If you were still around
You might make me feel
Like I used to way back when
If you were still around
I'd feel just like I should
Not so much like damaged goods
Saw you the other day
The farmer's market on the square
I hid behind a mound of apples
You never saw that I was there
And you look better than the photos
I have framed in my mind
The ones I carry in my heart
From some other place, another time
If you were still around
You might make me feel
Like I used to way back when
If you were still around
I'd feel just like I should
Not so much like damaged goods
If you were still around
You might make me feel
Like I used to way back when
If you were still around
I'd feel just like I should
Not so much like damaged
Much like damaged
Much like damaged goods
I remember when I was 17 years old
The world seemed so big and didn't seem so cold
