As the snow falls down
I round the corner at the top of the hill
Old abandoned gas station
settles like the snow that covers it
And I think of the way things were when I
Was just a tike of 5 years old
Things change like the seasons
Revolutionary Driving mind
Driving down that same old road
Transitions from young to growing old
So many thoughts for me to share
Longing for things I was never ever there.
For all the times that we've forgot
I will never lose again.