Thing of the Past

I wish I knew you well enough

I wish I knew you well enough

But I’m quite convinced I’m alone at last

And my dream is a thing of the past

Sunny afternoons, a lone airplane in the sky

Rainy mornings listening to forty-fives

The mystery in music, people to idolize

Best friends down the street, innocent lies

Water in the creek, weekends always at the beach

The element of danger, things we could reach

Discovering new places, the girl you’d like to know

A happy family, vacations in the snow

I wish I knew you well enough

I wish I knew you well enough

But I’m quite convinced I’m alone at last

And my dream is a thing of the past

Lonely afternoons skating in the park