Take a little trip with me to Junior High Set the time machine to We'd just found out momma's gonna have another kid in the 8th grade
Remember the days when life was not so Follow me the hall to the cafeteria the worst thing I could mess up Was dipping yesterday's corn dog in last week's in the 8th grade
Why does the past always safer? Maybe because at we know we made it And why do we worry the future? When every day will just the way the Lord ordained it You can it, yeah, just like the 8th grade
out into the hall and feel the moment pass Slam the locker, there's the bell, runnin' to class 'Cause Mr. Jackson told us,"Don't be late for again" We're back in the 8th
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 love the 8th
Why the past always seem safer? Maybe because at least we we made it And why do we about the future? When every day will come just the way the ordained it You can believe it, yeah, even the 8th
Why does the past always safer? Maybe because at least we know we it And why do we worry about the When day will come just the way the Lord ordained it You can it, yeah, just like the 8th grade You can it, yeah, even the 8th grade