Small Town Parade

If you can leave it all would you drive me out west

we could settle down in some second hand place

we can make up stories of our childhood days out there

and I could be the queen of our small town parade

you could be the leader of the old marching band

you could play the drum

I could wave my hand from the crowd

and tell me all about it when we're older

we can laugh about how I told you life could be

well maybe I could turn you from your wandering ways

you could rescue me from all my stupid mistakes

you could be the shrink (?) I could be naive

tell me all about it when we're older

we can laugh about how I always told you life could be

someday we'll remember the way of our years

hang ourselves a photo of our younger years

you can call me baby and I can call you dear

tell me all about it when we're older

we can laugh at how I always told you life could be

tell me all about it when we're older

we can laugh at how I always told you life could be