autumnfade

If I told you things I did before,
told you who I used to be,
would you go along with someone like me?
If you knew my story word for word,
had all my history,
would you go along with someone like me?


Heard it all before and had my share,
it didn't lead nowhere,
I would go along with someone like you.
It doesn't matter what you did,
who you were hanging with,
we could stick around and see this night through.






And we dont care about the young folks,
talking 'bout the young style,
And we dont care about the old folks,
talking 'bout the old style too.
And we don't care about our own folks,
talking 'bout our own stuff,
All we care about is talking,
talking only me and you.




Usually when things have gone this far,
people tend to disappear,
no-one will surprise me unless you do.
I can tell that somethings going on,
hours seem to disappear,
everyone is leaving , I'm still with you.
It doesn't matter what we do ,
where we are going to,
we could stick around and see this night through.