When we were young, we'd pretend we could fly
With the windows rolled down in the backseat of a Sunday drive
No screens to distract us, no ads in the way
Just the sound of an engine taking us to some other place
Sunday drives and laughter so loud
Sharing stories about the people in our hometown
Road stretch forever with no end in sight
What I'd do if today's kids could know what it was like
We'd always stop at grandma's and she would offer us a treat
It was a better kind of lifestyle, today's video games could not compete
There was so much joy in the simplicity
Time spent with family, with love and unity
Sunday drives and laughter so loud
Sharing stories about the people in our hometown
Road stretch forever with no end in sight
What I'd do if today's kids could know what it was like
Rolling past fields of hay and falling asleep on our ride
Once we got home, dad would carry us inside
He'd tuck us into bed and turn out the light
For a little while, the world felt so right
It was back before cell phones and games of endless fights
Our hearts felt so much fuller on those starlit nights
Now I cherish those moments and sometimes I do miss
And those memories whisper to me
From a time better, so much better than this
Yeah, it was so simple and better than this