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Remember when we'd count the hours
Till the train would take us down
To that place where time moves slower
In our little holiday town
But the years keep turning pages
That we never meant to write
What we thought would last forever
Fades like footprints in the light
(Mmm-hmm mmm-hmm)
You still send me postcards sometimes
From places I will never see
While I'm here still waiting tables
Where we planned our family tree
But the years keep turning pages
That we never meant to write
What we thought would last forever
Fades like footprints in the light
(Mmm-hmm mmm-hmm)
Sometimes I drive by the old pier
Where we carved our names in wood
The letters weathered but still visible
Like promises we thought we could
(Ah-ah-ah ah-ah-ah)
So here's to all the small-town summers
That we'll never get to spend
In that place where clocks stop ticking
And the holidays never end
But the years keep turning pages
That we never meant to write
What we thought would last forever
Fades like footprints in the light
(Mmm-hmm mmm-hmm)
In our little holiday town
(Ah-ah-ah)
Time still moves slow
(Ah-ah-ah)
But we had to go