Those summer days in Calgary,
Remember when we laid like flowers,
counting white lines in the blue skies, yeah
I spent the summit of my youth
I spent the summit of my youth
Climbing through your windowsill
Rolling down the same hill
Falling for the wrong girls
Siblings on the other side
Sleeping bags and pulled fries
Like daggers cutting glass
Just sitting out in the grass
Drawing pictures on my back
I can still feel the salt on my cheek
Days cool, crushed ice in my teeth
Kicking dirt up with my soccer cleat
And sneaking into cabinets
Remember when I felt my parents absent?
I spent the summit of my youth
I spent the summit of my youth
Climbing through your windowsill
Rolling down the same hill
Falling for the wrong girls
Siblings on the other side
Sleeping bays and blue flies
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I can't lie
