Light as a feather.

And it went just like this.

No, it's never been better than the summer of 2002.

We were only eleven, but acting like grown-ups.

Like we are in the present, drinking from plastic cups.

Singing, "love is forever and ever."

Well, I guess that was true.

Dancing on the hood in the middle of the woods on an old Mustang, where we sang.

Songs with all our childhood friends.

And it went like this, yeah.

Oops I got 99 problems singing bye, bye, bye.

Hold up, if you wanna go and take a ride with me.

Better hit me, baby, one more time.

Paint a picture for you and me.

On the days when we were young.

Singing at the top of both our lungs.

Now we're under the covers.

Fast forward to 18.

We are more than lovers.

Yeah, we are all we need.

When we're holding each other.

I'm taken back to 2002.

Dancing on the hood in the middle of the woods on an old Mustang, where we sang.

Songs with all our childhood friends.

And it went like this, yeah.

Oops I got 99 problems singing bye, bye, bye.

Hold up, if you wanna go and take a ride with me.

Better hit me, baby, one more time.

Paint a picture for you and me.

On the days when we were young.

Singing at the top of both our lungs.

On the day we fell in love.

On the day we fell in love.

Dancing on the hood in the middle of the woods on an old Mustang, where we sang.

Songs with all our childhood friends.

Oh, now.

Oops I got 99 problems singing bye, bye, bye.

Hold up, if you wanna go and take a ride with me.

Better hit me, baby, one more time.

Paint a picture for you and me.

On the days when we were young.

Singing at the top of both our lungs.

On the day we fell in love.

On the day we fell in love.

On the day we fell in love.

On the day we fell in love.

On the day we fell in love, love, love.