Paroles
One, two, three
Faded Dallas Cowboys T-shirt
Just a streetlight-curfew kid
Sandlot swingin' for the fences
Thought those days would never end
Like number three burnin' up the track
Like a shootin' star through the summer black
Years were flyin' by in a flash
Watchin' the future become the past
Lightnin' fast
Lightnin' fast
We weren't gold or diamond ready
But she was wearin' my class ring
Save your part-time pay for Friday
Fake ID's and gasoline
Like number three burnin' up the track
Like a shootin' star through the summer black
Years were flyin' by in a flash
Watchin' the future become the past
Lightnin' fast
Lightnin' fast
Said I do in January
Got those two pink lines in May
Yeah, I'm holdin' on to the good times
'Cause if I've learned one thing
Life won't always stay this way
Like number three burnin' up the track
Like a shootin' star through the summer black
Years were flyin' by in a flash
Watchin' the future become the past
Lightnin' fast
Lightnin' fast
How can something that you once held so close
Feel so far away?
How can something that feels like a lifetime ago
Seem just like yesterday?
Like number three burnin' up the track
Like a shootin' star through the summer black
Years were flyin' by in a flash
Watchin' the future become the past
Lightnin' fast
Lightnin' fast