Why Can’t We Go Back to 63
To Sit in Those Old Drive in Seats
And Listen to Elvis Sing
While We Kiss in the Backseat

When We’d Both Make It Home Past Dark
From Watching the Moon Hug Stars
You’d Hold My Hand Tight
As We Part for the Night

When You Pull Me Close
Scrunch Your Nose
Whisper in My Ear
Nice and Slow

You’d Say…