Astoria, Oregon

Yesteryear

Aimless drives through countless summer nights.
There’s nothing left to do. I’ll never get bored with you.
It’s so cold out tonight, but I don’t mind.
There must be somewhere we can go tonight.
Don’t you remember
those nights just driving through the suburbs,
singing songs we loved?
More now than ever,
I’m feeling like it’s been too long
and so I wrote a song hoping that you would sing along.
Late at night, don’t wanna let the sun rise.
There’s something wrong, this place is dead.
I’m tired of living inside my head. We never could slow down.
Won’t you forget about how much you hate this town tonight?
Don’t you remember? Or has it been too long?
Won’t you remember, just for tonight?
Sadly I know, some things are worse than being alone,
but this empty seat beside me never fails to remind me.
And I know some things are worse than being alone,
but I just wanted to know… won’t you come back home?
Sadly I know, some things are worse than being alone,
but this empty seat beside me never fails to remind me.
And I know some things are worse than being alone,