Damon Johnson Pontiac
Time goes by, I guess that's how it goes
We've come a long way girl from those cottonfields
Out on Old Creek Road
I was the skinny boy; you were the homecoming queen
We'd sit on those starry nights, tangled up in love
Dreaming young lover's dreams
Girl it felt so good…just like forever should
I get lost sometimes in the memory
Thinking back to the way things used to be
Just you and I, when we were young
In my Pontiac, racing to the sun
Yeah we held the whole world in our hands
Livin' day by day was our only plans
Just you and I, when we were young
In my Pontiac, racing to the sun
And to the radio we'd sing…it sure was a good thing
Girl, I tried…to be the man you wanted me to be
But I got off track somewhere
Started running with the fools and fiends
I picked up and left your world
Didn't know back then, the reasons I went away
Sometimes it all comes back
Like a ghost train full of yesterday
It carries me back home
Back to that old Creek Road
It stopped raining back in '95
We were so alive
In our boots and jeans, we were living free
All I wanted was you in those bucket seats