Thompson's Pond

The summer heat is beating down, hard on his back

Riding bikes on big adventures, across the railroad tracks

Always an outsider, within his circle of friends

Never sure if it was that way because of him or because of them

So to Thompson's Pond he rode, where he could be anyone he chose to be

Trying hard to believe, he could still feel that way when he had to leave

So to Thompson's Pond he rode, where he could be anyone he chose

Seasons change and time flies past, but some things stay the same

All the same relationships, with a different set of names

He can't help being the way he's gonna be