Youth

Luca Fogale

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I spend my days
Looking out the window
And spend my nights
Dreaming of the Sun
But one day I'll turn
Into a raging river
And break the ties
That hold me down

I saw myself
As a reflection in the water
He pulled me in
But I fought his arms away
So steal my thoughts
And I'll stay until the morning
When the day returns
Then I'll be on my way
I'll be on my way

But they're slipping through my fingers, darling
All the moments that I fought so hard to save
Are slipping through my fingers, darling, dear

They're slipping through my fingers, darling
All the moments that I fought so hard to save
Are slipping through my fingers, darling, dear

They're slipping through my fingers, darling
All the moments that I fought so hard to save
Are slipping through my fingers, darling, dear