Young Again

Do you remember
The endless afternoons
Kicking a can down Charlotte Street
At the end of June?
Do you remember
Looking up at the stars
In a field outside of Lincoln
Thinking about who we really are?
I remember what you told me
When you took my hand
You said we can do a lot of things
We can see a lot of things
We can be a lot of things
But we can never be young again

I remember exactly
Who you were back then
And I wonder now that we're older
Would you say it again?
Or have you found way
To get back time?
You show me a picture of your kids
I show you a picture of mine
And I remember what you told me
When you said goodbye
You said we can do a lot of things
And we listened to the river sing
We can be a lot of things
But we can never be young again
I remember
The endless afternoons
Of kicking a can down Charlotte Street
At the end of June