Young Years

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