Kicking rocks down curvy roads
Get some bikes, don't know were they go
We live in a hilly town
We live in a hilly town
[...?]
All those kids [...?]
They're making out by the mailbox
Collecting golf balls in their socks
When it snows
We'll be warm in our clothes
The mountain changes
Turns snow into rain
Won't you be me?
Rain clouds on broken side
Radio tower, some daylight
In printing by a gray winter
The radio should be a symbol