Lyrics




There's a photo lyin' on the table
Of friends from years ago
Forty-two folks from high school
Only five who I'd still know
From a small town in Ohio
We're spread all over the globe
Back home again to reunite
Hopin' our friendships grow
Wonderin' if it's a good idea
To relive those days again
Openin' up the old shoebox
Can be a dangerous game
Not sure if there's a future
At the end of memory lane
Some folks found their fortune
A few lives came to a stop
Wallflowers came into blossom
The prom queen's not so hot
From a small town in Ohio
We're spread all over the globe
Back home again to reunite
Hopin' our friendships grow
Wonderin' if it's a good idea
To relive those days again
Openin' up the old shoebox
Can be a dangerous game
Not sure if there's a future
At the end of memory lane
We danced and dined and reminisced
Someone remembered their first kiss
Headed home from a long weekend
Will we get together again?
I don't know
Wonderin' if it's a good idea
To relive those days again
Openin' up the old shoebox
Can be a dangerous game
Not sure if there's a future
At the end of memory lane
Not sure if there's a future
At the end of memory lane



Writer(s): Christopher Edward Martin, Reuben Lincoln Wilson, Peg Barsella, Nasir Jones Copyright: Universal Music - Z Songs, Sun Shining Inc., Gifted Pearl Music Inc., Emi April Music Inc., Emi Unart Catalog Inc., Peppermint Music Limited, Universal Music Z Songs



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