Sunday After Church

We were only seven
Waving flags from the old schoolhouse
We played neighbours on the phone
Skipping rope, making snow angels proud

Fast forward we're eleven
Seeking love to find our heaven
Go to the mall, buy sneakers
Where we, sneak behind the bleachers

We'll be gone, waving through the window
We'll move on, never needing our momma cause we're not little
Creating a life through the stoplights
New feelings brought down through the highway
Now we're gone, waving through the window

Soon we were 15, pretty sure of all our dreams
Then we lost it all for something, nothing we'd ever seen
But now we're seventeen
Leaving town for our big city dreams
Knowing every detail from that rugged treehouse
Where a long time went by a little too fast

Take me away from this too big little town
Where we can be lost before we can be found
When our heart's pitter-patter and then get shattered, and then we fall to the ground
Before life gets slow
And before I'm on my own
When Sunday's after church is the only world we want to know

With first kisses and near misses, we learned to live our lives,
Where every day, we miss our last day, where we would seek and hide

We'll be gone, waving through the window
We'll move on, never needing our momma cause we're not little
Creating a life through the stoplights
New feelings brought down through the highway
Now we're gone, waving through the window

Take me away from this too big little town
Where we can be lost before we can be found
When our heart's pitter-patter and then get shattered, and then we fall to the ground
Before life gets slow
And before I'm on my own
When Sunday's after church is the only world we want to know