Wasted

(альбом: Stories For Monday - 2016)

We were right there in the desert
I was seventeen years old
We were talking 'bout the future
All the places we would go

Swore we'd start a revolution
We were young and unprepared
Growing up can make you stupid
Why is everyone so scared?

Cause I believe that we gotta be good for something
I believe that the moment will come but
If we die and find out it was all for nothing
Least we know that youth wasn't wasted on us
Youth wasn't wasted on us
Youth wasn't wasted

Now there's no one at the party
No one left in Neverland
But, between empty parts and broken hearts
Is something worth believing in

More than all the resolutions
Maybe there's no masterplan
Growing up can make you stupid
But we do the best we can

Cause I believe that we gotta be good for something
I believe that the moment will come but
If we die and find out it was all for nothing
Least we know that youth wasn't wasted on us
Youth wasn't wasted on us
Youth wasn't wasted

Turn the lights on, party's over
Maybe someday we'll never get older
Turn the lights on, party's over
Maybe someday we'll never get older
Turn the lights on, party's over
Maybe someday we'll never get older

I believe that we gotta be good for something
And I believe that the moment will come but
If we die and find out it was all for nothing
Least we know that youth wasn't wasted on us
Youth wasn't wasted on us
Youth wasn't wasted

Turn the lights on, party's over
Maybe someday we'll never get older
Turn the lights on, party's over
Maybe someday we'll never get older
Turn the lights on, party's over
Maybe someday we'll never get older
Turn the lights on, party's over
Maybe someday we'll never get older
Turn the lights on, party's over
Maybe someday we'll never get older