Running down Thompson Ridge in old blue jeans
A triple back flip off a rusted tire swing
Broken arm and trophy scars
That's one hell of a way to win a heart
It might kill him 'fore we're done
At least it keeps us young
Young, like summer nights
Dancing round in circles, bathing in the moonlight
Young, when you fall so fast
Busy being seventeen, hoping this love lasts
It might kill us 'fore were done
Love, keeps us young
He was smoking those cigarettes down by the dock
And racing my dad's corvette against the clock
A 1950 classic red, that slow Patron buzz in our heads
It might kill me 'fore we're done
At least it keeps us young
Young, like summer nights
Dancing round in circles, bathing in the moonlight
Young, when you fall so fast
Busy being twenty three and hoping this love lasts
It might kill us 'fore were done
Love, keeps us young
Open arms, falling hard
Can't keep up with this pace for long
I know I'll still want you when you're gone
And be Young
Young, like summer nights
Dancing round in circles, bathing in the moonlight
Young, when you fall so fast
Living like we're seventeen and hoping this love lasts
It might kill us 'fore were done
It might kill us 'fore were done
Love, keeps us young
