We had radios blasting our skin
All our worries fading thin
As the ice cream bell would chime
Our spirits soared pure and prime
Chasing ice cream trucks under neon skies
Freedom tasted like vanilla in the warmth of July
Skateboards and sneakers fly where the air feels light
Burning rubber on asphalt, summer in our sight
With pockets full of change, coins ready to ring
Memories whisper in the breeze, stories they sing
You and me in a timeless dance
Caught in the mirth of fleeting chance
Summer's called, kids running down the street
Walls of heat come crashing down
It was all so real, you with your smile
Chasing dreams on wheels
Waving cash with your friend's appeal
Fast as lightning, chasing that sweet deal
Melting roads to pavements alive with heat
Echoes of our laughter, heartbeats syncopate the beat
It's a joyride, just a nickel and a dime
Racing shadows, lost in summertime
Chasing ice cream trucks under neon skies
Freedom tasted like vanilla in the warmth of July
With the sun sinking low, painting skies in gold
We'd run with abandon, refusing to grow old
Echoes of our dreams, found in every shout
Diving headfirst into life, no shadows of doubt
And even now, when I close my eyes
I return to those streets where our laughter flies
In that amber glow of the evening light
We dive into the twilight, no end in sight
Our sneakers pounding in harmony with our hearts
Each step a promise, never to part
Chasing ice cream trucks under neon skies
Freedom tasted like vanilla in the warmth of July