Seize the day, don’t be afraid, just ask her out
The worst thing that she could say, is just get out of here

But you don’t know how it feels to be the runner up, the second choice
Back then she knew me as just the little Matthews boy

Grant me the pleasure of your company
Give me your hand and give me time to prove that we can make it through
We were gonna make it past graduation, past Keiner and Frankie
We were meant to succeed

Hey
Class has begun
Mr. Hunter lose the gum

When I look at her nothing else matters
I think of where our lives could be
Father took daughter and left me here alone in Philadelphia
Who knew growing up could be so tough

Do you know how many kisses were wasted
I never had to test my feelings about you
I told you to go and you listened
I told you to go but why did you listen to me
Now I’m leaving

Grant me the pleasure of your company
Give me your hand and give me time to prove that we can make it through
We were gonna make it past graduation, past children and through old age
We were meant to succeed

Class has begun