I had a dream, we were back to seventeen,
summer nights and never growing up.
I'll take with me the polaroids and the memories,
but you know I'm gonna leave behind the worst of us.
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning?
Who's gonna rock you when the sun won't let you sleep?
Who's waking up to drive you home when you're drunk and all alone?
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning?
