One of These Days

Whoa-oh
Do you remember when
Near the field you said my name
We found a sweet spot
A different kind of game (oh-oh)
It started off so innocent
Lips met holding hands
Not sure what it meant
But we made no other plans
And through geography
Homework and history
One thing was plain to see
The stars have plans for you and me
Summertime feelings
With some cotton candy in my hand
Waiting with high hopes
That this year you will understand
We turn our engines on
Pick out our favorite song
We make the tables turn
Some people never learn
No matter what it takes
We will stay up all night
Waiting for the build-up
Oh do I dare to tell you, oh