Lyric

Certainly! Here’s your text with a `
` at the end of each line: (Verse 1)
I walk along School Street, under the maple trees,
Outside Mayflower and Burkland, where the yellow buses meet.
Laughter echoes on the circle, sneakers on the blacktop ring,
We’re chasing sunshine and puddles, forgetting everything.

(Chorus)
School Street, where the stories start,
Sidewalk chalk and open hearts.
We were young and running free,
Finding magic where we’d meet—
On School Street.

(Verse 2)
Hung around with friends from class,
New faces, secrets shared at last.
We’d swing by the red wood classroom,
Hide in the library’s quiet gloom.
Back of Miss O’Neil’s room,
Where memories would softly bloom.

(Chorus)
School Street, where the stories start,
Sidewalk chalk and open hearts.
We were young and running free,
Finding magic where we’d meet—
On School Street.

(Bridge)
Two front doors, the rainbows glowed,
Sunny days and rainy roads.
We’d wait for buses, talk and dream,
Growing up along that stream.

(Outro)
So here’s to School Street, winding round,
Where laughter was our favorite sound.
I’ll walk there in my mind each day,
School Street, where I’ll always stay.