When I Was Young

It used to be home
And these streets are the streets that I roamed
When I was young in the days of bare feet and sun
I walk home again in the pouring rain
And the sky is blacker than coal
But I'm far away on a sunny day
And the memory of when I was young

When I was young

I work to survive
It's the one thing in life I despise
The nine to five is a scrapyard of broken lives
I walk home again in the pouring rain
And the sky is blacker than coal
But I'm far away on a sunny day
And the memory of when I was young

When I was young

It's not just history or the mystery of nostalgia
But I've been overtime on the working line everyday

When I was young



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Kinsella
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