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Sunsets on the boulevard dreams
Green hills with your name on the streets
Looking out for a different scene
Oh, I wish you were here with me
But you hit the New York bound train
It was something you couldn't refrain
You know that I miss the rain
I want to go to these moments again
When we had nowhere to go
Had nothing of our own
We'd remember the little things
From our adolescent dreams
Our adolescent dreams
We can be the king and queens of our time
But we're lazy, so we made up a lie
Of why we couldn't live out our dreams
It was something petty that you wouldn't believe
When we had nowhere to go
Had nothing of our own
We'd remember the little things
From our adolescent dreams
Our adolescent dreams
Our adolescent dreams
(Of our adolescent dreams)
(Of our adolescent dreams)
(Of our adolescent dreams)
Of our adolescent dreams
(You're looking for something you couldn't explain)
(Something you lost and can never regain) of our adolescent dreams
(You try to remember the thoughts in your head)
(But it was lost in your adolescence) of our adolescent dreams
(You're looking for something you couldn't explain)
(Something you lost and can never regain) of our adolescent dreams
(You try to remember the thoughts in your head)
(But it was lost in your adolescence)
Written by: Davide Tamiazzo, Maximilian Campbell Preston, Theodore Hugo
