Oh Gather the wind, though the wind won't help you fly at all Your back's to the wall Chain the sun, and it tears away to face you as you run, You run, you run Behind the smile, there's danger and a promise to be told: You'll never get old - ha! Life's fantasy - to be locked away and still to think you're free You're free, we're free So live for today Tomorrow never comes Die young, die young Can't you see the writing in the air Die young, I'm gonna die young Someone stopped the fall A-a-aah Gather the wind, though the wind won't help you fly at all Your back's to the wall Then chain the sun, and it tears away to face you as you run, You run, you run So live for today Tomorrow never comes Die young, young Die young, die young Die young, die young, young Die young, die young, die young, Die young, die young, die young, die young Die young