I remember... fading stories
Of days when we fought to the death
And someone laughed
I remember... in all its glory
Times when we kissed
And the nights would almost pass
I can picture fluorescent street lights
That reflect in your eyes
And they shine like shattered shades of glass
No one knows what we're doing here
We have
Ambitious thoughts in our youth
But now we're
Fading grey with nothing
New to say
And I'm still holding on to the pictures of you
And the confessions of my youth
I remember... four-day weekends
Sleeping away
As we laid in each other's arms
I remember... the deadbeat best friends
Who said that I changed
And were lost to another's shameless choice
No one knows what we're doing here
We have
Ambitious thoughts in our youth
But now we're
Fading grey with nothing
New to say
And I'm still holding on to the pictures of you
And the confessions of my youth

(The confessions of my youth)
♪
I remember... the late-night drive home
Stolen for time
Getting high to our favorite toons
And I remember... the broken payphones
That stole away my only way of speaking to you
No one knows what we're doing here
We have
Ambitious thoughts in our youth
But now we're
Fading grey with nothing
New to say
And I'm still holding on to the pictures of you
And the confessions of my youth

(The confessions of my youth)
♪
(The confessions of my youth)
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