We were sixteen, only sixteen
So unprepared
Left in the wilds of adolescence
And no less scared
An awkward boy, an awkward girl
What could be better, than laying
in this bed feeling slightly less awkward together?
The city lights erase the night
While we fester indoors
Throw back the shades to erase
The lines that we abhor
An orphan boy, an orphan girl
What could be better, than laying
in this bed feeling slightly more remembered together?
Oh, together, oh
Together, together, oh
Thrown in too fast
No time to last
