(John Hobbs, Jerry Fuller)



Now and then I open up a trunk full of old souvenirs

Thumb through a scrapbook holding back the tears

I keep wishing we could do it once more

Just the way we did before



Chorus:

Take me back to Sycamore Park

Put the radio dial on the golden oldies

Hey lay a blanket down and hold me

We can stay all night 

By the light of the moon above 

So take me back, back to love



Ever since you took me to the big city

Looking for the start

Living in the fast lane

Is tearing us apart

Sometimes don't you want to trade it all in

For a little way back when



Repeat Chorus



Well I remember sneaking out the back

Mama thought I was asleep

Watching for your headlights

Creeping down the street

Trying to steal a kiss

Just anyway we can

Back where it all began



Repeat Chorus x2