Eight o'clock you make your bed
The thoughts in your head they twirl
You go back and reminisce all the times you had with your friends
I hope they're all alright
I hope they're all alright
And I fall into my old footsteps
And we walk the path we did back then
And I fall into my old footsteps
This afternoon you drive her home
It takes you back to the time when
You were young and so undone but God it felt so good to not know where you'd end up next
I hope they're all alright
I hope they're all alright
I hope they're all alright
I hope they're all alright
And I fall into my old footsteps
And we walk the path we did back then
And I fall into my old footsteps