Please don't see just a boy caught up in dreams and fantasiesPlease see me reaching out for someone I can seeTake my hand let's see where we wake up tomorrowBest laid plans sometimes it's just a one night standI'd be damned Cupid's demanding back his arrowSo let's get drunk on our tears and
God, tell us the reason youth is wasted on the youngIt's hunting season and the lambs are on the runSearching for meaningBut are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark?
Who are we? Just a spec of dust within the galaxyWoe is me if we're not careful turns into realityDon't you dare let all these memories bring you sorrowYesterday I saw a lion kiss a deerTurn the page maybe we'll find a brand new endingWhere we're dancing in our tears and
God, tell us the reason youth is wasted on the youngIt's hunting season and the lambs are on the runSearching for meaningBut are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark?
I thought I saw you out there cryingI thought I heard you call my nameI thought I saw you out there cryingJust the same
God, tell us the reason youth is wasted on the youngIt's hunting season and the lambs are on the runSearching for meaningBut are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark?But are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark?
God, tell us the reason youth is wasted on the youngIt's hunting season and the lambs are on the runSearching for meaningBut are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark?
Who are we? Just a spec of dust within the galaxyWoe is me if we're not careful turns into realityDon't you dare let all these memories bring you sorrowYesterday I saw a lion kiss a deerTurn the page maybe we'll find a brand new endingWhere we're dancing in our tears and
God, tell us the reason youth is wasted on the youngIt's hunting season and the lambs are on the runSearching for meaningBut are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark?
I thought I saw you out there cryingI thought I heard you call my nameI thought I saw you out there cryingJust the same
God, tell us the reason youth is wasted on the youngIt's hunting season and the lambs are on the runSearching for meaningBut are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark?But are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark?
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