Reno at Seventeen

Friday night lights, we were sixteen years old A glance in the bleachers, and a story unfolded From that very moment, you held onto my hand Inseparable lovers, making plans in the sand Chasing the horizon with no map in our sight Remember Reno at seventeen, driving deep into the night? Prom dresses, graduations, caps in the air You swore we’d last forever, and I knew you cared. Chorus I was your baby girl, the one in your truck My picture on your dashboard when you ran out of luck You used to think about me, I knew it was true Now I’m wondering who I am to you Twenty-four years, three kids later on The history's here, but the harmony’s gone. Now the silence is heavy, the air is so cold Just anger and friction where we used to hold No more long conversations, we live in our heads With resentment and secrets sleeping in our bed I carry the weight of the choices you made Watching the colors we painted just fade I look at you now and I’m standing alone A ghost in the hallways of this quiet home. It’s a mess, I’m depressed, but I put on a smile I’ve been hiding this ache for a very long while I don’t know what to do or which way to turn So I’m riding it out while the old bridges burn Just floating along, keeping peace for the crowd While inside my chest, the crying is loud. Do I ever cross your mind anymore? Or am I just a shadow walking through the door? I'm still riding it out. Thinking back to the start. Reno at seventeen. Now we’ve grown so far apart.