When we were outlaws Outlaws, when we were forever young We're outlaws of redemption, baby We destroyed suburbia I'll plead my innocence Life after youth Faded in twilight The dawn of a criminal in bloom

Hear the children cryin' But I know they cry not in vain Now the times are changin' Love has come to bloom again Smelling the air when spring comes by raindrops Reminds us of youthful days But now it's not rain that water the cane crops But the sweat

I used to think Stop thinking of you About what's real and true What can not be proven What can be assumed Once when I was younger In the bloom of youth I received an honest answer