| I remember I was just a kid
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| Angry at my parents for the things they never did
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| Then I moved out, now all I think about is how I wanna feel at home again
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| 'Cause letting go of memories is hard
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| Like when we’d sneak out at night and steal your parents' car
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| I still think about the things you told me like «You'll be okay,
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| no matter where you are»
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| But that was many years ago
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| Maybe one day I could let it go
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| Don’t think that we have to be older
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| I know you wish we were younger
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| So we can both get it right
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| And start over, brand new
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| Brand new
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| I know it’s not over, the nights they get colder
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| I want you to lay here with me
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| If there’s any chance I can make it all better
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| I hope that you give it to me
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| I remember pacing the room
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| Thinking how could silence be so loud?
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| I tried holding it in but it’s weighing on me now
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| But that was many years ago
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| Maybe one day I could let it go
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| Don’t think that we have to be older
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| I know you wish we were younger
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| So we can both get it right
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| And start over, brand new
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| Brand new
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| Don’t think that we have to be older
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| I know you wish we were younger
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| So we can both get it right
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| Don’t think that we have to be older
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| I know you wish we were younger
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| So we can both get it right
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| And start over, brand new
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| Brand new |