Hands Up

Do you remember
The first footprints along your heart
The gun that fired to make you start
Or are you wondering
If things were really better then
They're tangled in your soul
Are you still dreaming
Of easy days, electric nights
Holding hands and candlelight
But you know it's foolish
Nostalgia is a fickle friend
He'll get you in the end, so
Hands up
If you're still hoping that he thinks of you
Put your hands up
If you wish she'd show up out of the blue
Hands up
If you still look them up when you're alone
Put your hands up
What you can't have is such a pheromone
Hands up
If you know the song that sends you back
Put your hands up
Here's to the old days
To all the things we might have done
Cos youth is wasted on the young
And is it chemistry
Or is it wishful thinking now
It's only time will tell
Are you still dreaming
Of waking up in someplace new
To drop the act you turned into
And in the morning
You'll find the thing you're looking for is gone
Hands up
If you wonder could it be the same
Put your hands up
If you still sit up when you hear their name
Hands up
If you turn innocence into a sign
Put your hands up
But you can't have another storyline
Hands up
If you know this just isn't good for you
Put your hands up
But you know it's bittersweet and goes
And it's not what you want it to be
You think this moment's not enough
But it is. It's a thing of beauty
Hands up
If you're still hoping that he thinks of you
Put your hands up
If you wish she'd show up out of the blue
Hands up
If you still look them up when you're alone
Put your hands up
What you can't have