Wasted Time

With rising fear, I wanna soar So damn high, so damn high that I'm bored I feel the noose around my neck A Windsor knot A Windsor knot, tied with regret Insatiably Longing to live in memories Epiphany All our best years spent on those streets And I'll never forget And I'll never regret And I'll never forget All of you I wake up in my parent's place My fringe across my face And I can't believe, I ever worried I was The king of the summer We're sneaking out, sneaking out and jumping trains And armed with, a pocketful of change In my dreams I'm still The king of the summer I realise I'm ready to fly are you with me? As my youth dies I'm ready to fly are you with me? Those "wasted nights" I'm ready to fly are you with me? Were the best times Were the best times We grow old and nothing, nothing changes Shattered hopes are, familiar faces So take me back, to wild streets The cold wet grass beneath my feet In my dreams I'm still The king of the summer I realise I'm ready to fly are you with me? As my youth dies I'm ready to fly are you with me? Those "wasted nights" I'm ready to fly are you with me? Were the best times Were the best times And I will Never forget all your faces and stories And I will Never forget our former glories I realise I'm ready to fly are you with me? As my youth dies I'm ready to fly are you with me? Those "wasted nights" I'm ready to fly are you with me? Were the best times Were the best times