Lyrics Furst Days Of Something - Young Dreams

Furst Days Of Something

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You might say
It didn’t take a whole of other day
As thy different way
I feel can have this place and use around another days
So, here there is the day’s time or the bed time
Days will go by
I’ll be here for world wide
I’ll pass through the turnstiles
There is a dance which never ends
I’m telling you
I’m telling you
See around
See around
From the timeline
The time is out of you
There is something
Which you face it against the world
I’ll be waiting
'Til you grow enough old
There is something
Which you face it against the world
I’ll be waiting
'Til you grow enough old
But I’ll the time go
Well, take your way to home
Don’t worry, worry, worry
Oooooooooooo,
Don’t worry, worry, worry
Turn the bus
They need to tell the truth and fake it tell
They just know you fell, you spoke it by the face
The people see or could it smell
Through the good times or the bed times
Days will go by
I’ll be here for world wide
I’ll pass through the turnstiles
There is a dance which never ends
I’m telling you
I’m telling you
See around
See around
From the timeline
The time is out of you
There is something
Which you face it against the world
I’ll be waiting
'Til you grow enough old
There is something
Which you face it against the world
I’ll be waiting
'Til you grow enough old.