Got my first keys to freedom
She had a sweet smile with her hair in the wind
And my hand on her knee made me king of the world
For a little while, yeah she was something back then
Pedal down on the black top
Fogged up on a side road
Young love and the radio all summer long
Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn
Same sky full of stars still shining no matter how the world turns
It's a song, it's a face, it's a time, it's a place in your life that belongs to her
Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn
We cooled those blazing Georgia days
On a lake shore, and her Sun-kissed skin
And that summer went fast but lingers like sand
On a floorboard, yeah, she was something back then
Night sounds on the boat dock
Fireflies and pine smoke
Young love and the radio all summer long
Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn
Same sky full of stars still shining no matter how the world turns
It's a song, it's a face, it's a time, it's a place in your life that belongs to her
Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn
First-time feelings never fade
When it's real like that you know
When I think about you there I go
Young love and the radio all summer long
Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn
Same sky full of stars still shining no matter how the world turns
It's a song, it's a face, it's a time, it's a place in your life that belongs to her
Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn
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