the sunshine never got any brighternuntil it graced your face after our first all-nighternI leaned over for a taste and you were sweeter than cidernthe muscles that surrounded this heart grew tighternall summer, girl, I couldn't leave you alonenI must've rung up all the minutes on your mobile phonenuntil you lost it- no loss, you said it was finenbecause to reach your boy, you only needed one linenI was broke as a joke, so when I picked you upnwe'd spend the nights romancing inside the old man's trucknI was the Cranberry Clown, you were the E-Town Queennyou could've had me forever and you were only sixteennit seems kind of funny, you could call me out of my headnor a complete sellout from what the best friends saidnbut who needs them, when I've got a girl like you?nso get cozy 'cause this world was only built for twonnaright, uh let's get little exposednI hate to admit it but I even like you when you're wearing your clothesnand these past few months have been fun and um-nI think you're the onennmonths pass, summer falls into winternand you're becoming more embedded into me like a splinternsenior year and it's a miracle I passed at allnmostly perfecting our display of PDA in the hallnand all our weekends were spent the samena sovereign entity of you and me we simply tried to maintainnthere was no time for our achievements or personal gainnso when to came to life's vices, we had vowed to abstainnof course, there were a few exceptionsnnot experienced with sex, but it was cool to learn lessonsnstaying up late at night and I was counting the blessingsntrying to claim sincerity by switching up the inflectionnI remember when we went to my promnthe feeling of having the most beautiful girl in the world on my armnyou made me feel it was okay to disarmnand I promised I would never take advantage of your love or do harmnand as we swung around, a thousand lights reflectedncameraman caught us kissing, big screens projectednit was almost like a fairy tale, a dream come truenbecause the only thing I ever dreamt about was younnnso many memories, I look back and smilenbecause I haven't seen your face in such a long whilenwhen it comes to cynicism, I take time for forget itnwhen I think of what we've been through, I could never regret itnnJeff's party, Bad Boys, The Hut and Red Roof Innnthe night I let you get inside my head and go for a spinnVirginia Beach, Moraine State and Sheraton poolnHeinz Field, Market House- and you can call me a foolnI wasn't trying to offend, simply trying to pretendnI could be down with only having you around as a friendnbut looking back, I'm overwhelmed you really gave me a chancenand if I saw you today, I'd ask for one last dancenit's not a matter of relationships or what we've becomenI just want to let you know that you were always the onennand that's real talkn(there's something about montage)ndon't ever forget our bench at the park