Riding in a Time Machine

Just some memories of a spring time ride in a convertible.

I put the top down today
And was young again.
No worries, no cares
Just the wind blowing through
What’s left of my hair.

The radio was loud
And the songs were old
But my heart sang
With a joy that was new.
Wow!

I remembered long walks
Quiet talks
Stolen kisses and hidden tears.
And it was fun.

I put the top down today
And was young again.
No worries, no cares,
Just the wind blowing through
What’s left of my hair.
Let’s do it again.