Swings in a playground sky

Locked eyes just you and I

Hours on the cordless phone

Bike rides all the way home

Sneak out the backyard door

Late night walks

Hand in yours

No video or FaceTime calls

The real thing

We had it all

Burning mixes to CD

You knew the way to get to me

Dial up was always enough to get us through the night

Alright

Remember?

Being in so deep

That two-way street

Staying up no sleep

Promises we swore to keep

Sipping soda by the pool

Way back when innocence was cool

Mini golf and go karts

Pick me up for dinner in your car

Burning mixes to CD

You knew the way to get to me

Dial up was always enough to get us through the night

Just fine

High school college can't pretend

At the time, thought it would never end

But our roads went two separate ways but what a time we had oh yeah

Remember

Being in so deep

That two-way street

Staying up no sleep

Promises we swore to keep

Both so young, so free

Easy like 1 2 3

Stories in the driver's seat

Remember

Promise we swore to keep

Such a vibrant page

In my book

Came a long, long way

At the Hilton suite

Remember

Promises that we swore to keep

Being in so deep

That two-way street

Staying up no sleep

Promises we swore to keep