I remember sleeping in those meadows
And I remember teaching you to skip them stones
All those stars that held our wishes
Much too young to talk about growing old
Ooooo
I'm struggling to find that feeling that I felt with you
Ooooo
You'll come back to me if everything you said was true
Do you still sing those Billy Joel songs
And talk about moving out to Timbuktu
Well, I'd swim the Sacramento
If that means sleeping there next to you
Ooooo
I'm struggling to find that feeling that I felt with you
Ooooo
You'll come back to me if everything you said was true
Yeah I get to feeling low and I crank on the radio
And wouldn't you know, Only The Good Die Young
Ooooo
I'm struggling to find that feeling that I felt with you
Ooooo
You'll come back to me if everything you said was true
Ooooo
I'm struggling to find that feeling that I felt with you
Ooooo
You'll come back to me if everything you said was true