Weekend love
Eyes like invitations
One seat left and you moved over
And it was on
Conversation was up and ordinary
Young girl 'bout the things, you saw her

And all I know
Summertime flies
And we got a little bit older
Got me so high, but
Everybody comes down

Alright, guess it was a past life
I haven't seen you around
But it's alright, I'm alright
Soft light, hits me on the high line
So go on fooling around
I'll be alright, I'm alright

Life goes on
New rock, new arrangements
No more sleeping on your shoulder
I'm moving on
In the park, there's a fire
New beginnings
Like a movie kind-of closure

And all I know
Summertime flies
And we got a little bit older
Got me so high, but
Everybody comes down

Alright, guess it was a past life
I haven't seen you around
But it's alright, I'm alright
Soft light, hits me on the high line
So go on fooling around
I'll be alright, I'm alright