I was hoping the life we made
Would stay and never change
I was young, and you were young
And so we made our way
Bought the place on Abbey Lane
And leased the Cherokee
Played some shows and on the drives
Thought of baby names
What does it mean?
I keep looking for something that I think I have lost
Can't find the key
I keep looking for something
Looking for something
I was hoping a change of pace
Would help me find my way
I'm kinda young, and you're kinda young
And so we'll find our place
Leave the house in Riverside
And sell the Odyssey
And become the older ones
Who had the #3
What does it mean?
I keep looking for something that I think I have lost
Can't find the key
I keep looking for something that I think I have lost
My kids, they grow up fast
I want it slow
So slow
My life goes by so fast
I want it slow
So slow
Slow, so slow
I want it slow
So slow
Slow, so slow
I want it slow
So slow
Slow
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