Young Ones

Young Ones - Ray Wilson

Written by：Ray Wilson

No time to break the fall

We run before we crawl

No pill will ease your mind

Just a little bit

Would make a difference

No words can describe just how much does it take

To make sense of it before the young ones grow

All wave goodbye

They've taken down the wall

So the young ones

Can taste freedom

And the others have a reason to live

You kill me with your lies

Just a little bit

Would make a difference

No words

Describe just how much does it take

To make sense of it before the young ones grow

All wave goodbye

All wave goodbye

There's no where to run to

I can't get inside

Your tortured mind

Is wasting away

Just a little bit

Just a little bit would make a difference

No words can describe just how much does it take

To make sense of it

Before the young ones grow old

All wave goodbye

All wave goodbye

All wave goodbye

Goodbye goodbye

Goodbye goodbye

All wave goodbye

Goodbye