I sing the song a bit slower with these chords, it sounds a bit sadder in my
opinion but you can still get a decent result with them.


[Verse]
           
People change 

              
like the tides

      
 in the ocean
             
At least I thi

              
nk or am I dea

   
d wrong?
            
Foot on the br

             
ake, at the li

            
ght I don't no


tice
             
I sit and wait

              
 until the nex

  
t song
           
Twenty hours i

     
n an old van
             
Up the east co

              
ast, through t

   
he cold wind
             
Drove twenty h

           
ours, by the o


cean
             
Up the east co

            
ast, what a ro

ad trip


[Chorus]
         
Now that inter

          
state is paved

      
 with memories
      
Of a past life

             
 I lived when 

       
I was eighteen
        
And evеry wint

           
er I think bac

             
k to what we u

sed to bе
      
In that past l

             
ife we lived a

  
t eighteen
     
Ooh,  ooh,    

 
ooh
     
Ooh,  ooh,    

 
ooh


[Verse 2]
           
Uh, I reminisc

         
e about a past

 life
             
Things change,

              
 I get it 'cau

           
se nothing las

ts right?
              
Yeah, and I wa

           
s thinking 'bo

      
ut her last ni

ght
             
Scrolling thro

              
ugh our memori

    
es, debating '

bout our last 

times
            
Ayy, for a min

         
ute we was coo


l
             
Then we flew j

              
ust a lil' too

            
 close to the 


sun
           
Now we finishe

          
d, now we thro


ugh
             
Guess we knew 

              
one day we wou

             
ld have to gro

 
w up
           
Twenty hours i

    
n an old Ford
             
Across the Mid

              
west, thinking

 
 what for
              
Drove twenty h

           
ours, but it's

  
 hopeless
             
Across the Mid

              
west, what a r


oad trip


[Chorus]
         
Now that inter

          
state is paved

      
 with memories
      
Of a past life

             
 I lived when 

      
I was eighteen
        
And evеry wint

           
er I think bac

            
k to what we u

sed to bе
      
In that past l

             
ife we lived a

  
t eighteen