Younger Days - Hooded Fang

In my younger days, when I felt older then

I tried to talk to you, baby let somethin' warmer in

The games were different, I didn’t quite know the rules

It could have been something I said

I remember one day, bikin' 'round the parkin' lot

Wearin' my dad’s haircut and feeling like I played the part

My brother and sister, they would make me conversate

With the passerby who would wonder why

The days go so long

The days go so long

The days go so long

And I think

Wouldn’t it be nice to be lost in the city?

Wondering how to get home at night

Wouldn’t it be nice to be lost in the city?

Tonight

Climbin' my staircase, trying to get outside

I reach the rooftop, always the best place to hide

My brother and sister, they would get kicks for days

Hearin' what the strangers had to say

The days go so long

The days go so long

The days go so long

The days go on so long