I remember the trees by the road And the path going up the slope Cigarette tips glowing in the dark Dancing like fireflies We could see the lights of the town Far away below And we were watching the world go by Dreaming of the love we would know And it all seems so, so (very) far away And such a long, long time ago And when I think about it I sometimes feel that growing up means losing friends Engraved initials On the fence by the old churchyard Have long since worn and faded But all the faces still remain And I remember that girl and how she kissed me And the look from my father When I stumbled home, much too late.