Walked in and everybody knew,
nobody had to ask.
Joe just slid my usual over,
said, "Good to have you back."
The band was playin' our old song,
and the room still raised 'em high.
Funny how a little beach bar
holds a piece of every life.
Somebody caught my eye across the room…
lifted up a glass…
and said, "Here's to us."
Here's to us…
and every mile we made together.
Here's to us…
and thinkin' June would last forever.
No, it didn't…
but that's alright—
we still had the summer.
Raise 'em high… raise 'em high…
Here's to all those sunny days
that still make us smile.
You stole the cherry from every drink
the bar set down for me.
Beat me at darts and talked your trash—
man, you could make a whole room laugh.
Didn't own much back then,
somehow had enough.
Just a long warm stretch of sunshine
bigger than the two of us.
The room kept fillin',
the band kept playin',
somebody started to dance.
Strange how a place hangs onto
the sound of somebody's laugh.
Here's to us…
and every mile we made together.
Here's to us…
and thinkin' June would last forever.
No, it didn't…
but that's alright—
we still had the summer.
Raise 'em high… raise 'em high…
Here's to all those sunny days
that still make us smile.
Band came down…
horns fell quiet…
some young couple sat down on your old stool.
They looked just like we did…
back when every Friday felt like forever.
I tipped my glass.
They tipped theirs too.
Didn't seem to need a word.
Then somebody counted… "One… two… three…"
and the whole damn room started singing—
Here's to us…
and every mile we made together.
Here's to us…
and thinkin' June would last forever.
No, it didn't…
but that's alright—
I'm sure glad we had the summer.
Raise 'em high… raise 'em high…
Here's to all those sunny days
that still make us smile…
and I hope you had it too.
Last call…
Joe reached for two…
Stopped.
Set one back.
Poured the one.
…
Yeah.
We still had the summer.