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Texty: Holiday Parade. This Is My Year. My Philosophy.


You look away, you're speaking with your back turned.
Summer's gone and it left me with a sunburn
Whatever happened to our afternoons?
Just assumed that you lost me like a left turn
I spent my childhood lookin at the stage
Waiting for the day it would be me and I could say
"Slow down?"
That's my philosophy

I get by
Making the best of what was mine
If you think this could be what you want
Then you just gotta try
You won't mind
Playing a victim of the time
'Cuz I swear it's getting better yeah
That's my philosophy

It could be over in a moment
The curtain falls before you know it
Looking forward towards the next scene
Remember back when we were young and still above?
We're falling in and out of love and then again before the bell rings
If you take a trip through my mind
Who knows just what you'll find
Stop dead in your tracks from her eyes
Then put it all together
That's my philosophy

Remember the look upon her face
Remember the way she loved the chase
If we ever go back there someday
I'd never, ever, let her get away

It's drinking away the summer days
A moment in time we can't replace
I won't let my life go to waste
That's my philosophy