18 Years

  • Sit down with an old friend
    Like time it never stopped
    From the cradle to the coffin
    We drink until we drop
    Yeah, we grew up on the same street
    Small town under the hill, yeah
    But dreams get lost and buried down
    Deep inside the soil there, yeah

    All day all night
    Keep pressing rewind
    All day all night
    I remember
    All day all night
    Keep pressing rewind
    All day all night
    I remember

    We were young, we were wild
    We were halfway free
    We were kids on the run
    On a dead-end street
    Looking back in the rear view mirror
    You know the view used to be much clearer
    But we'll laugh and we'll cry
    Till there's no more tears
    Yea tonight can we just hold on to those 18 years
    18 years

    Some ran down the highway
    To chase away their ghosts
    Some frozen in the same place
    This time inside their bones
    Remember throwing TVs off the overpass onto the tracks, yeah
    But the trains roll on through the small towns and never looked back, and yeah

    All day all night
    Keep pressing rewind
    All day all night
    I remember
    All day all night
    Keep pressing rewind
    All day, tell me do you remember

    We were young, we were wild
    We were halfway free
    We were kids on the run
    On a dead-end street
    Looking back in the rear view mirror
    You know the view used to be much clearer
    But we'll laugh and we'll cry
    Till there's no more tears
    Yea tonight can we just hold on to those 18 years
    18 years yeah

    Can we just hold on?
    Can we just hold on?
    Can we just hold on (To those 18 years)
    Can we just hold on?
    Can we just hold on?
    Can we just hold on?
    18 years, 18 years, yeah

    We were young, we were wild
    We were halfway free
    We were kids on the run
    On a dead-end street
    We were building a bridge
    Out of broken dreams
    We were crashing like cars
    When we were 18

    We were young, we were wild
    We were halfway free
    We were kids on the run
    On a dead-end street
    Looking back in the rear view mirror
    You know the view used to be much clearer
    But we'll laugh and we'll cry
    Till there's no more tears
    Yea tonight, can we just hold on to those 18 years

    Can we just hold on?
    Can we just hold on?
    Can we just hold on (Oh yeah, those 18 years)
    Can we just hold on?
    Can we just hold on?
    Can we just hold on?
    Oh those 18 years Writer/s: MARTIN JOHNSON, CHRIS DAUGHTRY, SAM HOLLANDER
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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