Those Sexual Years - ROMAN

The sum of my fears

Those lost wasted years

The sum of my fears

Those lost wasted years

Round, round, round, we go

Spinning faster on the floor

Grab your partner by the hand

Don’t need to for true romance

We can run to higher ground

Through urban skies we’re lost and found

Future’s dead and past is gone

For real

The sum of my fears

Those lost wasted years

Those sexual years

Those sexual years

Young and lost we’ll win the day

I don’t need maps to sell you the way

Big banks will greet you at the door

With bundles of money that you’ll never repay

Shake my hand, pull you close

Breath on you’ll explode

Now we’re dancing toe to toe

You’re in my pocket, evermore

is wilting down

Those drive close around

Beauty turns to wiser frowns

Atoms vexed mutations now

Happiness lies all around

Hiding there within this sound

Let’s just be lonely, together

The sum of my fears

Those lost wasted years

Those sexual years

Those sexual years

Never stop the flow of night

Childish thoughts are pure delight

The heart beats faster on the go

So follow me forevermore

The sound might end but hold your breath

Another spin, dancing’s not done

The clocks are stopped, not timing

Frozen there as long as you need

Those lost wasted years

Those sexual years

Those sexual years