Small Town Parade

If you can leave it all would you drive me out west
 we could settle down in some second hand place
 we can make up stories of our childhood days out there
 and I could be the queen of our small town parade
 you could be the leader of the old marching band
 you could play the drum
 I could wave my hand from the crowd
 and tell me all about it when we're older
 we can laugh about how I told you life could be
 well maybe I could turn you from your wandering ways
 you could rescue me from all my stupid mistakes
 you could be the shrink (?) I could be naive
 tell me all about it when we're older
 we can laugh about how I always told you life could be
 someday we'll remember the way of our years
 hang ourselves a photo of our younger years
 you can call me baby and I can call you dear
 tell me all about it when we're older
 we can laugh at how I always told you life could be
 tell me all about it when we're older
 we can laugh at how I always told you life could be