The Year 2000
On that day you were in my night, we had matching cups full of beer
Holding hands finally feeling right, a cloudy night now so clear
Never felt this way before, now I look back on that year
Santa Fe, such a faraway enchanted frontier
In the year 2000, here we come
Fears we got none, century is gone
Someday, maybe, we'll be older, hoping
Cars were full we were such adults, as we drove our way to the east
Headlights shot across the park landscape, it's late you tasted so sweet
Slow to fast, it was our romance, no cynicism to know
Steady chants, in our desert dance, moon just watching us glow
In the year 2000, here we come
Fears we got none, century is gone
Someday, maybe, we'll be older, hoping
Now we're up late, playin'
Our hearts open, Golden
All my friends, the ones from way back then
We hop the fence, skip the dance, skate the edge
Such aimless youth
Now and then, feel like I lost my way
What was I made for I think I was made for you
In the year 2000, here we come
Fears we got none, century is gone
Someday, maybe, we'll be older, hoping
Now we're up late, playin'
Our hearts open, Golden
Holding hands finally feeling right, a cloudy night now so clear
Never felt this way before, now I look back on that year
Santa Fe, such a faraway enchanted frontier
In the year 2000, here we come
Fears we got none, century is gone
Someday, maybe, we'll be older, hoping
Cars were full we were such adults, as we drove our way to the east
Headlights shot across the park landscape, it's late you tasted so sweet
Slow to fast, it was our romance, no cynicism to know
Steady chants, in our desert dance, moon just watching us glow
In the year 2000, here we come
Fears we got none, century is gone
Someday, maybe, we'll be older, hoping
Now we're up late, playin'
Our hearts open, Golden
All my friends, the ones from way back then
We hop the fence, skip the dance, skate the edge
Such aimless youth
Now and then, feel like I lost my way
What was I made for I think I was made for you
In the year 2000, here we come
Fears we got none, century is gone
Someday, maybe, we'll be older, hoping
Now we're up late, playin'
Our hearts open, Golden
Credits
Writer(s): Emile Hirsch
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