Don't hold on to your life Too many gone You've had a good run baby baby The love you take it seems to break and then you shake me up baby baby You and me we would always talk like friends but now we wander into dreams And I don't think we can return to where we were Your my favourite, your my favourite, your my favourite Your my favourite, your my favourite, your my favourite Your my favourite young thing, young thing, young thing Your my favourite young thing, young thing, young thing Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Don't hold on to your life Too many gone you've had a good run baby baby baby The lies we live they're dreadful line to where we're blind now baby baby baby You and me we would always talk like friends but now we wander into dreams And I don't think we'll return to where we were If you lie to me I will try to believe you If you lie to me I will try to believe you Your my favourite, your my favourite, your my favourite Your my favourite, your my favourite, your my favourite Your my favourite young thing, young thing, young thing Your my favourite young thing, young thing, young thing Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh