Good Years

(One, two, three)

Life and love don't come with a road map
Everybody knows there's no way to go back
We need to slow it down, soak it up
Every kiss, baby, every touch
Of your hand in my hand
I want to feel every little grain of sand

'Cause the good years roll by
So much faster than you know
Don't take your time
They'll pass you by
Like all the white lines on the road
But now, every time I take it
Is a memory in the making
Sitting in my car with you here
We're up on some good years

I know a road and it goes up a hillside
We can catch a sunset and a sunrise
Yeah, in between, in the dark
On the hood, baby, in my arms
We'll count the starts
And remember how lucky we are

'Cause the good years roll by
So much faster than you know
Don't take your time
They'll pass you by
Like all the white lines on the road
But now, every time I take it
Is a memory in the making
Sitting in my car with you here
We're up on some good years

Don't want to waste a lot of time
Looking in the rearview
I've got the best view
Here with you
Looking at me like that
Oh, baby just like that

The good years roll by
Don't take your time
They'll pass you by
Like all the white lines on the road
But now, every time I take it
Is a memory in the making
Sitting in my car with you here
We're up on some good years (good years)

Woah, we're up, we're up
We're up on some good years
These are the good years
These are the good years
Sitting in my car with you here
We're up on some good years