Way Back When - Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors

Watching you laugh 'til you can barely breathe

Doing tricks out on the trampoline

Still refusing to brush your teeth

At the end of the day

Trying to catch you a lightning bolt

Four leaf clovers and a pot of gold

You still don’t like doing what you’re told

But I guess that’s okay

'Cause pretty soon you’ll be twenty one

Out on the town just having fun

But I’ll still remember you, my son

From way back when

Pretty soon you’ll be thirty two

You’ll call me up out of the blue

And you’ll still sound like the kid I knew

From way back when

You came home crying this afternoon

Some kid at school said some things about you

Now you’re feeling some kind of blue

That I can’t make go away

You are moving and you are becoming

I guess this is where you start running

Out of the door and into the sun

And I have to be okay

'Cause pretty soon you’ll be forty three

You’ll be looking back just like me

And we’ll laugh about how it use to be

Way back when

Maybe by then you’ll live far away

Some other city, and some other state

Please come home for Christmas and it’ll be great

Like way back when

Going past in the blink of an eye

I’d slow it down and I try and I try

But I’ve learned you have to let go

Of whatever it is you love so much

Pretty soon you’ll be older than me

And I’ll be a part of history

I hope you’ll carry the best of me

From way back when

I know you’ll carry the best of me

From way back when