Got a pocket knife when I was 9 With a blade as sharp as a razor Cut through the bark of a back yard tree Like writing my name on paper My sister kept a journal Which was cool if you're a girl So I came up with a big idea For my own little world I'd use the knife dad gave me Scratch out what I did lately Into the sycamores behind the house Made a target for my slingshot Drew the biggest fish that I caught My life in every notch that I carved out Swiss army tally marks For homeruns in little league Some stories are written in the stars But mine is written in the trees This one's dated 9/14 'Cause that's the first day that I saw her Her family moved in from out of state This one here's from the day that I got her To say yes to a movie And this one's our first kiss I couldn't write out every moment 'Cause I loved every bit You can trace it with your finger Feel the plans getting bigger Than a kid in little league could ever dream This backyards full of pages And proof that through the ages What we got is near evergreen That shaky line of a heart Filled in with you + me Some stories are written in the stars But mine is written in the trees Laying in the shade of all the places that I've been Ain't too bad a way to walk down memory lane again They're still there in the bark These weathered memories Some stories are written in the stars But mine is written in the trees