you are on my mind of late

so i call your parents’ place

I don’t have that number saved

but memorized since second grade

now I feel the disconnect

guess the private land line’s dead

stuck forever in my head

just like us and all we had

like the small big trouble

that we would always find

like the laughs and struggles

it all felt dumb and important at the same time

guess that growing up’s a losing game

hope and dreams and love and paper planes

all is changing but the zip code

oh my let’s go 2 5 6 0

sixteen summers and I’m gone for good

now I’d love to be back if I could

for some heartache and a band aid

oh my let’s go 2 5 6 0

rolling with some 90ies hits

backstreet boys on mini disc

throw some feelings in the mix

slow dancing but short of breath

with the big small trouble

that we would always find

like the bursting bubbles

it all feels light and heavy at the same time

guess that growing up’s a losing game

hope and dreams and love a promise made

all is changing but the zip code

oh my let’s go 2 5 6 0

sixteen summers and I’m gone for good

now I’d love to be back if I could

for some heartache and a band aid

oh my let’s go 2 5 6 0

out of school with time to spare

I’m running home to play the drums upstairs

open a window hoping you’d be there

playing loud, wishful thinking, getting lost, I hear you singing

guess that growing up’s a losing game

hope and dreams and love and time to wait

all is changing but the zip code

oh my let’s go 2 5 6 0

sixteen summers and I’m gone for good

now I’d love to be back if I could

for some heartache and a band aid

oh my let’s go 2 5 6 0