Permanent - Turnover

Remember when I picked you up when school let out last fall?

We’d drive out where the houses ended

Trees lined all the roads

The leaves were changing color

As that autumn wind blew through my hair

The days were all so short that time of year

I didn’t mind that much

Neither did you

And when the sun set, we’d pull off the road and park

Turn off the headlights and climb onto the hood

The storms were clear and burned bright in that dark blue sky

We kept each other warm on that cool night

I thought things would be permanent, permanent

I thought things would be permanent, permanent

I thought things would be permanent, permanent

I thought things would be permanent, permanent