Lyrics

Way outside of town, an hour west on I-84. The city gave way to open air, a cafe, and a general store.

I saw the tower on top of the hill. You could see it from a mile away. 23 years and nothing has changed, coming here every Saturday

Drive around the dirt roads, wind in our hair like in every country song. Dad rolled his Chevrolet into the creek, and the dog was almost gone.

I closed that door, and there won’t be anymore. And I locked the gate. Is being grown up worth the wait?

When we were children then, across the Snake into Oregon. We saw the mirage turning right at the sign. Oh, how I dream of those nights again.

I closed that door, and there won’t be anymore. And I locked the gate. Is being grown up worth the wait?

Staying up late until the morning came. We put the backyard up in flames. The full moons here never looked so bright. Roswell, I say goodnight.

We snuck around back so her dad wouldn’t see. We brought our friends and a drink or two. Nothing can replace those endless nights. Now, Roswell's in the rear view.

Way outside of town an hour west on I-84. The little White House on top of the hill where we aren’t little kids anymore.

I closed that door, and there won’t be anymore. And I locked the gate. Is being grown up worth the wait?

I’ve said goodbye, and I’ll miss the starry nights. So, I drove away. Tomorrow’s guided by yesterday.