Old Times by East of Avenue Lyrics

Do you remember
[?] time together
Dancing and watching that midnight sun
Like the morning wouldn't come
I wrote you a letter
In it, you were pictured
You went off chasing those Northern Lights
Maybe something wasn't right

So this one's for the old times
The good times, and the hard times
A killer's voice that would tell me where to go
And this one's for the crazy nights
That started slow, but they ended right
And all along, let the streetlights carry me home

Carry me home
Carry me home
Carry me home
Carry me home
Pines on the highway
You there beside me
Throwing your innocence to the wind
Was no need to pretend
Caught in the summer
Lost in each other
Never thought much about why, and when
Every summer's gotta end

So this one's for the old times
The good times, and the hard times
A killer's voice that would tell me where to go
And this one's for the crazy nights
That started slow, but they ended right
And all along, let the streetlights carry me home

Carry me home
Carry me home
Carry me home
Carry me home

Now this one's for the old times
The good times, and the hard times
Now won't you let me take you home?
'Cause this one's for the old times
The good times, and the hard times
So won't you let me take you home?
Yeah, this one's for the old times
The good times, and the hard times
Now won't you let me take you home?
Carry me home
Carry me home