Lyrics:
I know the best years of your life you've given them to me
And without a man to lean on a happy future you can't see
But try to understand my youth
Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead Vocals by Tommy Shaw
Hannah you're with me in spirit wherever I go
To the ends of the earth and all points between
I wandered again to my home in the mountains
Where in youth's early dawn I was happy and free
I looked for my friends but I never could find them
that roll by can start you listening
Not just to what they say, but what they mean
So forgive me my dear if I seem preoccupied
If the razor edge
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And how the years that roll by can start you listening
Not just to what they say, but what they mean
So forgive me my dear if I seem preoccupied
And if
Lets do this one positively
This one goes out to me mislead
To preserve the youths of tomorrow
Today is the time to stop all the unnecessary blood
grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die.
Teach your parents well,
Their children's hell will
across the continent to relieve this restless love
I walked through the ruins, icons of glory
Smashed by the bombs from above
So we must love while
Looking outside
From my own window
Children are playing
Out on the street
The sun is shining
There is a chill though
Time flies by
You can't compete
Those crazy nights, I do remember in my youth
I do recall, those were the best times, most of all
In the heat with a blue-jean girl
Burnin' love
the twilight,
Moments cherished, forever near,
In the flavor of youth, memories clear.
Verse 3:
As time moves on, and years go by,
In the flavor of youth, we'll
cheap medals to wear and nothing more
Now every night in the same cafe he shows up
And as he strolls by ladies hear him say
If you admire me, hire me
and rivers
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking
He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
Fool in the night on the stair,
With the light by the window.
Out in the jungle of life she was
Yearning to go.
All of the years I've been
Like a hard mama work just trying to get by (hey yea)
And enough ghetto youth so they still want no get no bly
Just keep on the hustle 'cause we
133
A bent green sign in my memory
Bearing the numbers 133
A crooked palm tree on the corner street
Just a few of my memories
Protected by my youth
my heart dripping by
Life can be so ordinary
I did try to make mine good
But I've made so many mistakes
Down in my youth
Down in my youth
Down
population?
And our youth, oh youth, are being seduced
By the greedy hands of politics and half truths
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
and rivers
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking
He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
with a satisfied mind
Cos money can't buy youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're lonely
Or a heart that's grown cold
Well once I was living, in
Riding on my bicycle
Got knocked down by a motorcycle
In front of a motor vehicle
Luckily, I was Jah Jah disciple
I lay on the ground I was so
Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say
I wandered again to my home in the mountains
Where in youth's early dawn I was happy and free
I looked for my friends but I never could find them
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