And while the city sleeps,
I wont weep because i couldnt keep my boyfriend,
And the summers end is here again

And the leaves are golden.
Under the grand silverbirch tree.


While thinking bout the people we meet,
Dancing feet
Wasters on the cover of a magazine

People you've kissed, people you lust
And the ones that you might not ever remember what's the use.


I'm not what i was last summer,
Not who i was in the spring
Tell me tell me tell me,

When will we learn we love it
And we leave it and we watch it burn
Damn these wild young hearts damn these wild young hearts


Now that the citys awake, my heart aches
So what a silly mitake it seems i've made.

You left your keys under my bed left a thumping in my head.
I would say sorry what's the use.
Coz i'm not what i was last september

And i don't wear the same robes in may.

We know we shouldn't do it but we do it anyway

We know we might regret it but it seemed ok
Damn these wild young hearts.
Damn these wild young hearts.

Damn these wild young hearts

Cuz he wont be the same next summer,

And i guess i'll see you in the spring
Somebody tell me tell me tell me, when will i learn,
I love it and i leave it and i watch it burn

Damn these wild young hearts