At night when I go to bed
Flashbacks running through my head
Driving me down that old lane
These dreams are driving me insane
The cold is crawling up on me
I don't wanna think about before now
I just wanna live today, today
They don't wanna talk about before now
They all act like its the same, the same
The same, it will never be the same as it was then (The same)
But then again
Maybe that's a good thing