Texty: Jake Walden. Too Young.

Sad are the days of life
When old friends become just that
When distance eats away the closeness
But never will the day come when I couldn?t call out your name
And you?d run and heal the pain

We talk nostalgia
Bring up the past
Each time we meet with awkward laughter
We?re too young to have old friends
We?re too young to have old friends

Sad are the days of life
When old friends become old friends
We?re not old and it?s not too late
To trust the good times
Believe in fate
Reach out and hold a knowing hand
We?re too young to have old friends
We?re too young to have old friends

So never again will I allow you, my friend
To slip away into the darkness again
We?re too young to have old friends
We?re too young to have old friends

And never will the day will the day come when I couldn?t call out
your
name
And you?d run and heal the pain
So let?s trust the good times
Believe in fate
Reach out and hold a knowing hand
We?re too young to have old friends
We?re too young to have old friends
So never again will I allow you, my friend
To slip away into the darkness again

We?re too young to have old friends
We?re too young to have old friends
We?re too young
To have old friends

(Thanks to jake for these lyrics)