Sync Different

Hot sun, lazy days,Day dreamin’ in the summer haze,Slowin’ down and losing track of time.
Warm nights an ice cold beer,Nothing but the crickets singing in my ear,It feels good to be back home again.
It’s been too long since we came back to where it all began,Just two kids falling in love,Makin’ plans to run away and start a life out on our own,It was all so long ago,But there’s no place quite like home.
Married now, with a couple a kids,Oh time flies but that’s the way it is,Where did those 25 years go?
Sometimes going back,Is the only way to keep your present day on track,You need to see how far you've come.
It’s been too long since we came back to where it all began,Just two kids falling in love,Makin’ plans to run away and start a life out on our own,It was all so long ago,But there’s no place quite like home.

Only six years old, I already knew,How my life would be, what I was gonna do,Had it all worked out, I didn't see a reason why it wouldn't come about,I dreamed, I hoped, believed,And everything else in between,There was nothing in this world stopping me.
Fast forward to my early teens,I'd given up on the childhood dream,Sick of trying to fit in at school,Always being different and never being cool,I dreamed, I hoped, believed,And everything else in between,That I could be six years old again.
When I was everything I wanted to be,Nothing seemed to be out of reach,Life was simple and time was on my side.
To the little girl who loved to twirl around the bedroom dancing,Singing all the words into her hairbrush like the world was watching,Never lose your spark,Never lose your smile,Keep shining bright just like a star,You're perfect as you are.
Started working at the local store,A good job, but wanted so much more,Too big for a small town,But not knowing how to break down all the doors,I dreamed, I hoped, believed,And everything else in between,That things would change.
Didn't wanna meet mister right,Didn't need another reason to end up tied,Won't settle for settling down,When there’s a whole wide world just waiting to be found,I dreamed, I hoped, believed,And everything else in between,Needed to remember the time.
When I was everything I wanted to be,Nothing seemed to be out of reach,Life was simple and time was on my side.
To the little girl who loved to twirl around the bedroom dancing,Singing all the words into her hairbrush like the world was watching,Never lose your spark,Never lose your smile,Keep shining bright just like a star,You're perfect as you are, You're perfect as you are.

When it rains it pours,And I feel like I've been drowning,Since you've been gone.I believed in love and happy endings,But that ended when it all went wrong.
Now in the dead of the night,The pain gets a little bit stronger,I spend a little longer thinking about you,And when the music plays,It don't hit in the same way,You took the soul from the song,And the words right outta my mouth.
When the cold wind blows,Without an arm to wrap around your shoulder,It feels a little colder than it did before.I wish I knew, if there was something I could do,To stop my mind reminding me you're not here no more.
Now in the dead of the night,The pain gets a little bit stronger,I spend a little longer thinking about you,And when the music plays,It don't hit in the same way,You took the soul from the song,And the words right outta my mouth.

I look at the sun,And I know it’s gonna be one of the days,That takes me right back to when I was young,Dreaming through the summer haze.
When nothing was scary, I could do anything.Loving to cartwheel and dance in the rain,Pulling up daisies to put in a chain,Laughing for hours and rolling down hills,Climbing the trees at the old farmer's mill.
These are the days I remember,These are the days I miss,When young and free was all I had to be,And reality didn't exist.
Stuck on the train riding to work again,Life on a one-way street,My only escape is to pause and replay,Like a memory played on repeat.
When nothing was scary, I could do anything.Loving to cartwheel and dance in the rain,Pulling up daisies to put in a chain,Laughing for hours and rolling down hills,Climbing the trees at the old farmer's mill.
These are the days I remember,These are the days I miss,When young and free was all I had to be,And reality didn't exist.
Take me back to being young,Take me back to being young,Take me back to being young,Take me back to being young.