• Walking the streets with you and your worn-out jeans
    I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
    Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself
    Hey, isn't this easy

    And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
    I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down
    You say you're fine, I know you better than that
    Hey, what ya doing with a girl like that