Staring out the warm, closed window
Watching the sunset move over the sands,
Nothing could be bothering me, nothing that
I would need to make amend... Oh

We liked the jar when it was new, but,
It was easier to spread, when it
had been open.

Wishing it would stay in the 90's,
Cause, the joys of life, and the times
did blind me. I would love to run
with all of you... Again.

Now, i turn my head, and watch the
screen, nothing on, that means anything...
To me.
Wishing i was back in the time, i'd race you
to the swings, we were so alive... Oh.

Watching the swings turn lifelessly,
They rise and fall, just emptily... Then stop.
And i'm wondering where the time flew,
wondering where am i, or you. All of you...

I'm still wishing it were back in the 90's,
Cause, the joys of life, and the times
would blind me. I used to run
with all of you, and the swings, really,
were nothing new, in that day...

Oh, oh, oh...