Wasted Time

The rain is comin' down tonight

I'm smilin' lookin' at this photograph

I hear that song and I'm flyin' right back to when we had it made

Every Friday night when the sun went down

We'd be runnin' them streets like we owned the town

And I just can't let it go

No, I just can't let it go

I wonder if you ever think about it like I do

Seven kids on a two-lane road

Had the Guns on the radio

After all this time it still

Feels so good

When I think about those summer nights

Singin' out the window on the back roads

'Sweet Child Of Mine'

Sippin' on the Loko's, spark a light

Ain't it funny how the best days of my life

Was all that wasted time

All that wasted time

Swingin' out on the line

Livin' all that wasted time

Outta nowhere it slipped away

The rope by the river hangs silently

And the town that we knew

Ain't nothin' like it used to be

I, I can't explain

They took all the color from the picture frame

And the days got sold to the grid and the game

But I just can't let it go

No, I just can't let it go

I wonder if you ever think about it like I do

Seven kids on a two-lane road

Had the Guns on the radio

After all this time it still

Feels so good

When I think about those summer nights

Singin' out the window on the back roads

'Sweet Child Of Mine'

Sippin' on the Loko's, spark a light

Ain't it funny how the best days of my life

Was all that wasted time

All that wasted time

Swingin' out on the line

Livin' all that wasted time

Summer dresses dryin' out on the hood of the car

Only music that we had was out the left speaker

We were livin' every second till the time ran out

We had nothin' but we had it all

When I think about those summer nights

Sneakin' out the window, runnin' back roads

Your hand in mine

We were goin' nowhere

But were so alive

Ain't it crazy how the best of my life

Was all that wasted time

All that wasted time

Swingin' out on the line

Livin' all that wasted time