Pontiacs

[Verse 1]
Growin' up we had it good
A Safe neighborhood, chain [?]
Baseball field
I would grab my ball and bat
My glove and hat and I'd hop on my two wheels
The sun would set around seven, batter up it's time to play
I can remember it all like just yesterday

[Verse 2]
Pick up trucks and Pontiacs
Took the place of swinging bats and girls became the ones to blame
Sneaking out and sneaking around
Trying not to make a sound and talking late
And tempting fate
I remember my first time in the back of a Chevrolet
I can remember it all like just yesterday

[Chorus]
Now I look back with a thought
Is that as good as it got?
The way I feel is all too real
I wonder where I went off track
Still hung up on looking back
Now I don't know just where to go
So here I sit with a song of nostalgia to be sung
And I'd give anything for one more day of being young
One more day of being young
One more day of being young

[Verse 3]
Before I knew it I was gone
To junior college and withdrawn I felt alone
So far from home
I found myself a warehouse shift
Where my mind would only drift to baseball days and girls in spades
And I didn't have a bill to pay or a reason to be low
And I didn't seek salvation in a glass of old crow

[Chorus]
Now I look back with the thought
Is that as good as it got?
The way I feel is all too real
I wonder where I went off track
Still hung up on looking back
Now I don't know just where to go
So here I sit with a song of nostalgia to be sung
I'd give anything for one more day of being young
One more day of being young
One more day of being young

[Verse 4]
Now here I sit at 29
With these memories of mine and years to go
Things to know
I know it's highs and it's lows
And it's not always what you chose but time and place in finding grace
As I look back on the house, the young days of my youth
Every day i am closer to finding the truth