oh when we were seventeen
 
 oh life was like a film
 
 when we were seventeen
 
 the sky was always tangerine
 
 we ran through streets at night
 
 under starlight
 
 we ran through streets at night
 
 when we were winning
 
  
  oh wild was the world
 
 and wild we burned
 
 we were kings of the streets
 
 not yet beaten by defeats
 
 but now it's hard to see
 
 through a fog of memories
 
 but I remember
 
 when we were winning
  
 
 now my friends are unemployed
 
 not needed in this world
 
 pushed down by this town and always turned down
 
 but in dreams at night
 
 they can sometimes recall
 
 when we were heroes
 
 when we were winning
  
 
 There was a girl that I loved
 
 I have her photograph
 
 It seems long ago
 
 or was it yesterday?
 
 She was a glimpse of life
 
 a life that I missed
 
 the chance I ever got
 
 when we were winning
  
 
 I thought I saw here today
 
 thru a crowd in the street
 
 I tried to run up to her
 
 and my heart was beating fast
 
 but she was already gone
 
 she was lost in the crowd
 
 but will I see her again
 
 in the street or on a bus?
 
 and can it be true
 
 love never really dies
 
 and is there still a chance
 
 the fire never dies
  
 
 I was out walking yesterday
 
 I passed my old school
 
 and I started to think back
 
 to when I was a boy there
 
 and all my classmates
 
 they got real jobs now
 
 but we are walking along
 
 the same streets were I was born
  
 
 what have we done to our lives?
 
 we could've been anything
 
 we gave it our love for what?
 
 this is the time
  
 
 and when I was growing up
 
 my mom held a job
 
 employed by the state
 
 at the local school
 
 she used to smell in her mouth
 
 as she always used to sing
 
 she let her hair down in spring
 
 when we were winning
  
 
 but she was worned out
 
 she had to quit her job
 
 and after 30 years of work
 
 now shes got nothing
 
 she says she hates her life
 
 and her marriage has failed
 
 but don't lay down and die
 
 pleeease be alive
  
 
 oh it's in the air at night
 
 there's a wind coming in
 
 the days dying
 
 oh it's so beautiful
 
 there's something happening somewhere
 
 I take the bus in to town
 
 all I see is laughing
 
 and we are winning
  
 
 soon I grow older
 
 but god knows I haven't lived yet
 
 before tonight's the memory
 
 let's go out
 
 I'm still young
  
 
 ahhhhh aaaaahh aaaaaah aaaaaaah
 
 aaaaahhh aaaaah aaaaaaaaaah
  
 
 life doesn't wait