Well we wasted all our youth on these dreams that don’t come true
Yeah we wasted all the things we wanted to
Basking in the afterglow of trust, restless hearts and teenage lust
The world was ours to lose to the dealer’s hand
But we, oh we were the lucky ones
But I guess you miss the things you lose when you’re young
With the echos of our youth still ringing in our ears
You fall into the factory and disappear
Waiting on a day that never comes, when you are gonna be someone
But you don’t play guitar much these days
All the songs sound the same anyway
But we, oh we were the lucky ones
But I guess you miss the things you lose when you’re young
But we, oh we, we were the lucky ones
Another warm, wasted summer night when we were young, when we were young
We wore faded screen print t-shirts of our favourite 90’s bands
And girls slipped like water through our hands
But we, oh we were the lucky ones
But I guess you miss the things you lose when you’re young
But we, oh we, we were the lucky ones
Yeah we, we were the lucky ones
words and music by Christopher Moody