I went out looking for love when I was seventeen Maybe a little too young, but it was real to me And in the heat of the night, saw things I'd never seen Oh, seventeen (Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen) And he said age is just a number, just like any other

No on gets me like you and when you kiss me Girl you rock me harder than some downtown band I thought I knew what love was, but I didn't have a clue I never found anything that make me feel like I do about you The bluest skies don't seem so blue And the

Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Now I wish I could freeze the time at seventeen I was too young to understand what it means I'm seventeen So hear me scream I couldn't wait 'til I could be seventeen I thought she lied when she said take my time to breathe

It’s the worst damn day (doesn’t hurt that much) I made a mess today (doesn’t hurt that much) But I’m alright (doesn’t hurt that much) But I’m alright I woke up today Surrounded by blackness A small warning sign Devoured the process

Back in the day when I was young Those were the days Wish that I could go back I wanna take you back To the very moment when you take a snap Back in the day to little me Reminiscing all, all the memories that Make me happy and they make me sad All the

Mm, too young, too dumb to realize That I should have bought you flowers And held your hand Should have gave you all my hours When I had the chance Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance Now my baby's dancing But she's dancing with

Hemispheres When our weary world was young The struggle of the ancients first began The gods of love and reason Sought alone to rule the fate of man They battled through the ages But still neither force would yield The people were divided Every soul a

We'll carry on Your memory will carry on Will never take my heart You can try You'll never break me When I was a young boy My father took me into the city To see a marching band He said, son, when you grow up

When I'm gone I was a young troubador When I wrote in on a song And I'll be an old troubador Sometimes I feel like Jesse James Still trying to make a name Knowing nothing's gonna change I still feel 25

For such a simple man I know it sounds absurd When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily Oh joyfully, playfully watching me But then