Young Dreams

In springtime, We light a fire Underneath the dark sky I take some time, to read your mind You are shy, but so am I We get it, like everyone else does Like sailors we set for the sea We're restless, that's why keep on moving Not empty because of our

I am all that I am I never tried to be a more And yet tis seems too much for me Too fun, too high, too soon It's just not my day, I'd rather take freedom, than smoking arenas Off the big track is where I am Waiting for my own Athena The crowd is mine