In youth we have a purity, And it burns within us, Until sometimes I think we burst with it.
In youth we search for who we are, And sometimes we make it up, because we don't know, Until we have the staircase to heaven before us.
In youth our eyes are young, And we have beliefs that we will be protected, Until life puts it's shadows there.
In youth, always in youth, Until we have to grow up. |