When we looked forward to homecoming,
When break-ups were unbearable.
When we called each other names,
and made up anyway.
Don’t forget the Friday nights,
The Saturdays we went out again.
And the Sundays slept away.
Don’t forget speeding cars,
and places we shouldn’t be.
Lying that we’re spending the night,
but at the boy’s house down the street.
Most adventures we look back on.
To be the most fun,
but also so dumb to try.
Years from now,
promise me you won’t forget..
Walking down that aisle,
Up to the stage.
Crying in each other’s arms.
Fate will bring us back together.
Cross each other’s paths.