Well there's a color picture In my mind Of all the places That I've left behind The broken windows Where the wind blows through Empty shells of houses That have turned to ruin
Oh, we were so young We didn't realise Just what we'd done Oh, we were too young
And I remember you You were the back yard boy Hiding in the wreckage Of broken dreams Standing by the railway line Standing
Oh, we were so young We didn't realise Just what we'd done Oh, we were too young
And all the sweetness Has been taken out of this place So many memories Are knocked down or replaced And I can't stand to see The shifting time Taking me further Leaving you behind
And I remember you You were the back yard boy Hiding in the wreckage Of broken dreams Standing by the railway line Standing
