Droptop Plymouth;   Shooting stars;   And all I know   Is where we are   Is all that I could ever need.   There is no place I'd rather be.      The smell of fall is like perfume   The way it fills my empty room.   It's full of laughs.   It's full of tears.      And this life it goes…      On and on.      Road signs slowly passing by   Lay my head back;    Stare at the sky.   The stars are out in force tonight   Swimming in the glow of soft moon light.