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Broken cars, old guitars
Waiting here for the time to pass
Time takes its toll, it took it fast
Secret meetings at the river's bend
Simple days when I called you friend
Came a time, we went separate ways
Those were our young years
Our wings were drying in the sun
Now the winter at our window feels so cold
Where are our young years?
Everything seemed better days
Boats in which we sailed away
Lie all rusted on rocky ground
Here we sit with a schooner of ale
Dreaming of a wind that'll make us sail
Taking us far away
Do you remember how it was?
We had the moon and tide behind us
We used to take it right up to here
Those were our young years
Our wings were drying in the sun
Now the winter at our window feels so cold
Back in our young years
Sometimes the good did not die young
Now we live on memories alone
Of our young years
If we had the moon and tide behind us
We could still sail so far away
And time would pass and things would change
Our memories won't fade away
Those were our young years
Our wings were drying in the sun
Now the winter at our window feels so cold
Back in our young years
Sometimes the good did not die young
Now we live on memories alone
Those were our young years
You know we'd live it all again
If we could turn the tide and sail away
Back to our young years
Those were our young years
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