Graystone Road with the white clover that's home
Black painted names with the heavy scented stain
Way back when we were brainless with no sense
Not a single fear just a sign that says keep clear
I'm thinking 'bout all the days we went there
To Graystone Road (oo oo oo oo oo)
To Graystone Road oh
Graystone Road with the white clover, you know
Your faded face with the paper trails in place
I'm thinking 'bout all the days we spent there
At Graystone Road (oo oo oo oo oo)
At Graystone Road no
Graystone Road with the white clover take note
Elevated gates; with no lock and key in place
Celebrated twice; with no patience in our eyes
We were coming untied; without leaving it behind
I'm thinking 'bout all the days we spent there
I'm not gonna see you round here
We're stuck in different conversations
I've lost everyone from my heart
Dig deep and maybe you might find them