We use to find ourselves in familiar places Beautiful faces tell us stories. To last, to last throughout the winter And memories for longer. So I will put away these childish things And pretend like they never fit. And nothing beats the view like the view from the floor It doesn't feel like summer anymore. You're makin' waves now off the east coast and that Makes more sense now. It makes more sense now Cause' who needs anyone to hold there hand While they're running away as fast as they can. So I will put away these childish things And pretend like they never fit. And nothing beats the view like the view from the floor It doesn't feel like summer anymore. So I will put away these childish things And pretend like they never fit. And nothing beats the view like the view from the floor It doesn't feel like summer anymore.