Laura, what ya doing now
I think I blew it how
I went and moved to Nashville
Raking in the cash still
I’m not doing anything
No I’m not doing anything at all
Oh I tattoo this with my pen
I think I knew it when
I met you in the 3rd grade
Tag out in the dirt, hey
I was chasing after you
And I was falling all over the place
Crying at your lockers blue
Your mom was shocked with you
Smoking in the drive way
Doing things that I say
But I was having so much fun
I just wanted you to come along
And I’ve been thinking bout it way too often
Stuck on the playgrounds and the trails that we’d go walking down
I see your picture and my mind trails off and
I wonder bout you wandering down the paths that I wish I could know
I don’t even know you now
It kinda bums me out
A childhood that I know
I can’t turn back time though
I just wish you well
I wrote this song so I could lock it all away
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