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