Friday night in early fall Your hair was wet and darker blonde No one home just you and me That's heaven when you're 17 Photos fade like memories The music stay, the color leaves Like water on a piece of wood Some of it sinks in for good Well how could I have known That 12 years on down the line I'd be singing to your picture In my mind I can't quite recall the man I was It seems I blinked and now he's me When did all these just the other days Turn in to distant memories While you're searching for a rhyme The slow march of time flies by From time to time I hear your name And look you up to stoke the pain You got a dog, just like you said Glad something went the way we planned I can't quite recall the man I was It seems I blinked and now he's me When did all these just the other days Turn in to distant memories While you're searching for a rhyme The slow march of time flies by