We had no screen glow, just fireflies 'round

Kicked up our heels on the edge of town

Hide and seek 'til the moon came low

Back in our boots, we’d let it all go

No phones rang out, just mama’s call

No high scores, just climbin’ tall

Stories on porches, tales that grew

When life was slow and skies were blue

Ten-cent soda and skinned-up knees

Talkin’ big dreams in the summer breeze

Paper routes and gravel roads

That’s the world we used to know

Hopscotch hearts and barefoot pride

A world where wonder didn’t hide

We didn’t need to scroll for bliss

We found it all in days like this

No phones rang out, just mama’s call

No high scores, just climbin’ tall

We ran through life like we had wings

Back in our boots, with not a thing

Rusty bikes and morning dew

Sunday church in our hand-me-down shoes

Passing notes and stickball games

We knew each face and every name

Creek-side secrets, skipping stones

Dad whistlin’ soft as he walked us home

Picnic dreams beneath the pines

Weren’t rich in gold, but rich in time

The streetlights flickered like fireflies

We'd race 'em home beneath starlit skies

Laughing echoes through the trees

The soundtrack of our memories

No phones rang out, just mama’s call

No high scores, just climbin’ tall

Hearts were wide, and pockets thin

But we were kings in our own skin

Back in our boots, where time stood still

Chasing the wind over every hill

Life was simple, life was free

And oh, how good it used to be