Running reds in his brother's car pulling in to the parking lot in summer
Holding hands down the gravel path two kids running from all expectations
Straying from what was meant to be he placed a love ring on her finger that
he made from string
Skipping rocks on the water's edge shedding tears for their dreams that
were always sinking
The Cedar peers at the Douglas fir through mist
The only things to see their only kiss on the cliffs of Lighthouse Park
Dancing 'round the mushroom spores really giving it to the point where
they can't give anymore
Sweating out all the strange advice you can't teach a kid when they feel all
the time they have to lie
Was this a love that was sanctioned by fate
Or did the one who decides all things come late for these two at Lighthouse Park
An odd time the past few years with high school done they had learned what
it means to really fear
Searching for what it really means when a dream doesn't match what your folks
had planned you scream
The Cedar peers at the Douglas fir at night
The only things that saw their love soaked dive off the cliffs of Lighthouse Park
There was a time when the lantern shone he must have been such a cool
old perfect patron
But it had to meet its fate the progress that we love to love, I so hate
By the love and the leaves and the lighthouse bright
It was time all the wrongs were made all right off the cliffs of Lighthouse Park
Holding hands down the gravel path