Summit Girl Video (MV)

I was nineteen
You were twenty
Neither of us had a whole lotta money
I was nineteen
You were twenty
I wish it had worked out between us honey
I was a freshman and
You a sophomore
I saw you after class and I grabbed your
Hand

Finding ourselves at a vantage point
We lay in the grass and I rolled you a joint
With the city below us and the lights above
I discovered you were thinking what I was thinking of
It had already been a little bit of a hike
I don't think I was ready to know what that felt like
And when you and I finally reached our peak
You were self-assured, but I was meek
Baby the lights were less beautiful than your form
The Montana air was cold but your skin was warm
I was all caught up in my own little reverie
The sky lit up with ionized energy
Yeah I got all caught up in my own little reverie
We were nothing but potential energy
But we burned out out there
Out there in the atmosphere