Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jenna Trishelle Davis
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jenna Trishelle Davis
Composer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It all started like a diary, Dear Miss Reality
Can't you find me a boy, just for the summer?
He should be about six feet, not a man, maybe sixteen
He should sweep me off of my feet
Just for the summer
[Verse 2]
But whoa, whoa, whoa
Little did I know
That whoa, whoa, whoa
He would actually appear
[Verse 3]
He was just sixteen, chillin' in those Levi jeans
Playing Kiss in the back of his red car
Cruising fast, straight into my young heart
He was such a dream, right there in front of me
Somebody pinch me, please
When I'm longer than the summer
Yeah, I was sixteen
[Verse 4]
Yeah, I was sixteen
[Verse 5]
We're all rolling into the drive-in
Movie starts in about ten
Don't get to see the screen, my eyes on you
Now the night's getting colder
I'm wrapped up in your sweater
Wanna make this moment last forever
[Verse 6]
But whoa, whoa, whoa
Little did I know
That whoa, whoa, whoa
He could disappear
[Verse 7]
He was just sixteen, chillin' in those Levi jeans
Playing Kiss in the back of his red car
Cruising fast, straight into my young heart
He was such a dream, right there in front of me
Somebody pinch me, please
When I'm longer than the summer
Yeah, I was sixteen
[Verse 8]
Yeah, I was sixteen
[Verse 9]
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Wish I could freeze time
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Can't say goodbye
[Verse 10]
'Cause he was just sixteen, chillin' in those Levi jeans
Playing Kiss in the back of his red car
Cruising fast, straight into my young heart
He was such a dream, right there in front of me
Somebody pinch me, please
And I'll always remember the summer I was sixteen
The summer I was sixteen
Written by: Bryan Todd, James Mikey, Jenna Trishelle Davis
