We Make Our Own by SmithField Lyrics

Our world was a small town Friday night
Dancing with the stars and the fireflies
Red plastic cups and twist-off wine
Our world was a swing on your daddy's porch
Late night phonecalls, "I miss you more"
We knew it all back when we didn't have a clue

Those were the nights, they have no tomorrow
Yeah they went on and on and on
Just like the tires on a '95 Bronco
Nobody to slow us down
Baby we were falling too fast
They were calling us crazy
Lord knows those were the good days
And I was the guy, yeah I was the girl
And everyone else was just living in our world
Ooh, ooh, yeah yeah

That little map dot by the Mississippi
That [?] Dixie
That dashboard dark, those midnight sparks
You're saying baby just kiss me
That county fair and that county line
Those gravel roads and those southern skies
They were all spinning around us
And we were spinning around 'cause
Those were the nights, they have no tomorrow
Yeah they went on and on and on
Just like the tires on a '95 Bronco
Nobody to slow us down
Baby we were falling too fast
They were calling us crazy
Lord knows those were the good days
And I was the guy, yeah I was the girl
And everyone else was just living in our world

Those were our nights and our shooting stars
Our streets and our bleeding hearts
Yeah, it was our time
Yeah, it was our time

Those were the nights that had no tomorrow
Yeah they went on and on and on
Just like the tires on a '95 Bronco
Nobody to slow us down
Baby we were falling too fast
They were calling us crazy
Lord knows those were the good days
And I was the guy, yeah I was the girl
And everyone else was just living in our world
Yeah they were living in our world
We were falling too fast
They were calling us crazy
Lord knows those were the good days