

I found an old photo behind the seat
Four crooked smiles and a dusty street
No famous landmark, no perfect frame
Just us laughing when we forgot the name
Send me back to that ordinary day
When every little mile felt like a holiday
If tomorrow asks what made life glow
I'll point to those roads we didn't know
(ooh,
yeah)
Send me back to that ordinary day
When every little mile felt like a holiday
If tomorrow asks what made life glow
I'll point to those roads we didn't know
(those roads we didn't know...)
I'll point to those roads we didn't know... (humm)