Do you remember the summer she gave you her number?
On the back of that CD that she burned last spring
Listen when sad and then call me
(Woo)

Time can turn the pages
I still got the pen and paper in my hands
They say: Kid, you're gonna make it
So I packed a bag and headed for the sand, oh-oh

And I tried so hard to grow up quickly
Forgot to ask myself

Do you remember the summer she gave you her number?
On the back of that CD that she burned last spring
Listen when sad and then call me
We leave through the windows
We knew things we still don't
Singing Taking Back Sunday on the way back home
Just sixteen, but we felt so old
(Woo)
We felt so old
(Woo)

Wish those nights would last forever
It was you and me together on the run, mm-mm
You don't know that what you're chasing
Are the moments you're collecting when you're young

And I tried so hard to grow up quickly
Forgot to ask myself

Do you remember the summer she gave you her number?
On the back of that CD that she burned last spring
Listen when sad and then call me
We leave through the window
We knew things we still don't
Singing Taking Back Sunday on the way back home
Just sixteen, but we felt so old (old)

To be that young, to be that dumb
To care that much, but not enough
To break the rules just because
To make that move to fall in love, fall in love

Do you remember the summer she gave you her number?
On the back of that CD that she burned last spring
You fell so hard, you were just sixteen
You promised forever, then it ended in November
Singing Taking Back Sunday on the way back home
Just sixteen, but we felt so old (woah-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Singing Taking Back Sunday on the way back home
Just sixteen, but we felt so old, oh-oh-oh
Singing Taking Back Sunday on the way back home
Just sixteen, but we felt so old