Classic

Memories

memories are made of this

midnight rain, summer bliss

country concert, dancing free
screaming "I am who I was meant to be"

thunderstorm, lightning strikes
will you make it through the night?

crying as the sky turns grey
but waking up to a new day

lemonade and strawberry wine
thank god it's summertime

singing along to the radio
to every song you know

and stomping your feet as the band plays
twirling around in a wild, laughing haze

with some boy who asked you to dance
he thought he'd take a little chance

and he didn't even know your name
but he'll remember how you danced that way

slot machines and blackjack tables
"stay young as long as you are able"

too young to feel this damn old
there's no harm in being too bold

or being too reckless and wild
why, would you rather be meek and mild?

you'll remember this day forever
don't let your memories be severed

midnight rain, summer bliss
yes,
       memories are made of this.