Lake Street

In the attic on Lake Street

There's a rose on the floor

There's a box of old records

And a key to your door

When fall fades to winter

I come back to this place

Where everything's greener

And everything's safe

Do you remember the old wooden walls

I still hear you laugh as you race down the hall

Do you remember when we had it all

Long live the memories, the notes on the door

The endless midsummer of 2004

Long live the laughter, the places we stayed

Counting the stars as we slept in the shade

Long live the seasons when we had it made

In the attic on Lake Street

There's a lamp burning bright

There's a book of old pictures

And a room full of light

And year after year, I keep hoping I'll find

A way to walk slowly

And take back the time

Do you remember the lights on the shore

I still feel your smile burning straight to my core

Do you remember when we wanted more

Long live the music, the old spiral stair

The way we would dance before we knew to care

Long live the sunshine, the time we jumped in

My mother's old wishing well filled to the brim

Long live the memories, the notes on the door

The endless midsummer of 2004

Long live the laughter, the places we stayed

The black-and-white photos just starting to fade

Long live the seasons when we had it made

In the attic on Lake Street

There's a rose on the floor

I'm spinning your records

I'm watching your door