When We Were Young

Lyrics:

When We Were Young
The ceiling fan spins around,
It’s trying to make something of this heat.
I think the breeze is about to turn; the leaves all herald its relief.
It’s going to be a long hot summer; hard days and beer-hazy nights.
Come autumn my head will be straight and by then maybe she’ll take me back…

Tropical Sunday, I’m so alone,
Heart always aching,
My bed alone.
Come back to the start my love and,
Remember who we were and,
Come back to the start of all this, when we were,
When we were young.
When we were young.

I don’t know where I went wrong,
That this is all I’ve come to be.
I catch myself in quiet times; I wonder what I could have done.
It’s going to be like this for so long, hard days and beer-hazy nights.
Come autumn my head will be straight and by then maybe she’ll take me back…

Tropical Sunday, I’m so alone.
Heart always aching,
My bed alone.
Come back to the start my love and,
Remember who we were and,
Come back to the start of all this, when we were,
When we were young.
When we were young

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