Pretty Young
When I was pretty young
I stared right at the sun
Got yelled at by my mum
"You'll freeze your face, my son"
Oh, I miss those days
And I'm still pretty young
I lose memories just for fun
Count friends on just the one
Although I rarely see the sun
I already miss these days
Already miss these days
I miss these days
Don't remember these days
When I was pretty young
Never felt on the run
"Why are you crying, son?
What have you done?
Oh, they're happy tears"
And I'm still pretty young
Always feel on the run
Too tired to overcome
My state of confusion
Oh, ain't happy tears
And yet I miss these days
I miss these days
Don't remember these days
Is there a spell I can say
To not miss these days?
I know I'll miss these days
(Ba-da-da-da-da-dum)
(Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-dum)
(Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-da-da-dum)
(Dum-dum-dum-dum, ba-dum, ba-ra-ba-ba)
When I turn 21
Will I like what I've become?
Will I be right at square one?
No bases run
Where will I be by May?
When I'm like my older one
60 years overrun
By kids and more than one
Will I still look at the sun?
And will I miss these days?
Will I miss these days?
Will I miss these days?
Will I remember these days?
Is there a spell I can say
To not miss these days?
I know I'll miss these days
Will I remember these days?
Will I miss these days?
Will I remember these days?
I stared right at the sun
Got yelled at by my mum
"You'll freeze your face, my son"
Oh, I miss those days
And I'm still pretty young
I lose memories just for fun
Count friends on just the one
Although I rarely see the sun
I already miss these days
Already miss these days
I miss these days
Don't remember these days
When I was pretty young
Never felt on the run
"Why are you crying, son?
What have you done?
Oh, they're happy tears"
And I'm still pretty young
Always feel on the run
Too tired to overcome
My state of confusion
Oh, ain't happy tears
And yet I miss these days
I miss these days
Don't remember these days
Is there a spell I can say
To not miss these days?
I know I'll miss these days
(Ba-da-da-da-da-dum)
(Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-dum)
(Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-da-da-dum)
(Dum-dum-dum-dum, ba-dum, ba-ra-ba-ba)
When I turn 21
Will I like what I've become?
Will I be right at square one?
No bases run
Where will I be by May?
When I'm like my older one
60 years overrun
By kids and more than one
Will I still look at the sun?
And will I miss these days?
Will I miss these days?
Will I miss these days?
Will I remember these days?
Is there a spell I can say
To not miss these days?
I know I'll miss these days
Will I remember these days?
Will I miss these days?
Will I remember these days?
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Writer(s): Nicholas Hamilton
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