and while the city sleeps i wont weep because i couldnt keep my boyfriend
and the summer's end is here again and the leaves are golden.
oh no the grounds sweeps sliver streets.
while thinking bout the people we meet dancing feet
wasters on the cover of a magazine
people you've kissed people you lust and the ones who you might not ever remeber whats the use.
i'm not what i was last summer, not who i was in the spring
tell me tell me tell me when will you learn we love it and we leave it and we watch it burn
dame these wild young hearts dame these wild young hearts
now that the citys awake my heart aches
so what i silly mitake i have made.
you left your keys under my bed left a thumping in my head.
i would say sorry whats the use. coz i'm not what i was last september and i dont wear the same robes in may.
we know we shouldnt do it but we do it anyway
we know we might regret it but it seemed ok
dame these wild young hearts. damn these wild young hearts. danm these wild young hearts
i'm not what i was last summer, not who i was in the spring
tell me tell me tell me when will you learn we love it and we leave it and we watch it burn
dame these wild young hearts dame these wild young hearts
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