Take a little trip me back to Junior High Set the time machine to We'd just found out that momma's gonna another kid in the 8th grade
Remember the days life was not so mysterious Follow me down the to the cafeteria the worst thing I could mess up Was yesterday's corn dog in last week's ketchup in the 8th grade
Why does the past seem safer? Maybe because at least we know we it And why do we worry about the When every day will just the way the Lord ordained it You can it, yeah, just like the 8th grade
Step out into the and feel the moment pass Slam the locker, there's the bell, runnin' to class 'Cause Mr. told us,"Don't be late for geometry again" back in the 8th grade
I drop my books, sit down and mess my hair Suzie looks at me and smiles, I'm on air I hear my name, I missed the question, I mumble somethin' The class is laughing, oh I the 8th grade
Why the past always seem safer? Maybe because at least we know we it And why do we worry about the When every day will come just the way the Lord it You can it, yeah, even the 8th grade
Why the past always seem safer? Maybe because at least we know we it And why do we worry the future? every day will come just the way the Lord ordained it You can believe it, yeah, like the 8th grade You can believe it, yeah, even the 8th