Swings in a playground sky Locked eyes just you and I Hours on the cordless phone Bike rides all the way home Sneak out the backyard door Late night walks Hand in yours No video or FaceTime calls The real thing We had it all Burning mixes to CD You knew the way to get to me Dial up was always enough to get us through the night Alright Remember? Being in so deep That two-way street Staying up no sleep Promises we swore to keep Sipping soda by the pool Way back when innocence was cool Mini golf and go karts Pick me up for dinner in your car Burning mixes to CD You knew the way to get to me Dial up was always enough to get us through the night Just fine High school college can't pretend At the time, thought it would never end But our roads went two separate ways but what a time we had oh yeah Remember Being in so deep That two-way street Staying up no sleep Promises we swore to keep Both so young, so free Easy like 1 2 3 Stories in the driver's seat Remember Promise we swore to keep Such a vibrant page In my book Came a long, long way At the Hilton suite Remember Promises that we swore to keep Being in so deep That two-way street Staying up no sleep Promises we swore to keep