Lyrics
Certain songs and certain places remind me of certain faces
You come up whether I want you to or not
From the state of California to the Converse in the foyer
I think maybe I'm not done with us
I wanna go back to that summer in San Fran
Listen to nothing but Revolver and Pet Sounds
You ridin' shotty in my '92 Subaru
(And roll the windows down) I still feel you
Because in my mind, I'm still on the 5
With you
Because in my mind, I'm still on the 5
With you
To my darlin' dandelion, blown away but somehow mine
And you travel with a wish I said to you
When your 5 p.m.s turn orange, know the skies are paying homage
To the way I'll always think of you
I wanna go back to that summer in San Fran
Listen to nothing but Revolver and Pet Sounds
You ridin' shotty in my '92 Subaru
(And roll the windows down) I still feel you
Because in my mind, I'm still on the 5
With you
Because in my mind, I'm still on the 5
With you
I wanna go back to that summer in San Fran
Listen to nothing but Revolver and Pet Sounds
You ridin' shotty in my '92 Subaru
(And roll the windows down) I still feel you
Because in my mind, I'm still on the 5
With you
Because in my mind, I'm still on the 5
With you
In my mind, I'm still on the 5
In my mind, I'm still on the 5
'Cause in my mind, I'm still on the 5
'Cause in my mind, I'm still on the 5
