THE ONE THING

It's the first time that I've been here
Since I was here with him
I remember all the wild flowers
Waving in the wind
Life was an undiscovered river
I was jumping in
Head first

It was sink or swim, do or die
Sneaking out on summer nights
Stealing wine from my pa
The thrill of not getting caught
And now and then I miss those days
But coming back to this place
I realize it ain't him I miss
It's that young girl, wide-eyed, first love
One time innocence