Droptop Plymouth;
  Shooting stars;
  And all I know
  Is where we are
  Is all that I could ever need.
  There is no place I'd rather be.
  The smell of fall is like perfume
  The way it fills my empty room.
  It's full of laughs.
  It's full of tears.
  And this life it goes:
  On and on.
  Road signs slowly passing by
  Lay my head back;
  Stare at the sky.
  The stars are out in force tonight
  Swimming in the glow of soft moon light.