back to the eighth grade

[westboundsign]

well i've got some scattered pictures
lying on my bedroom floor
reminds me of the times we shared and
makes me with that you were here

but now it seems i've forgotten
my purpose in this life
all the songs have been erased
guess i've learned from my mistakes

well, open the past and present
now and we are there
story to tell and i am listening
open the past and present and the future too
it's all i've got and i'm giving it to you