Our hearts were young.
I might have sworn
That they were spinning on a wheel.
If I could hold you in my arms,
They're dancing
In your parents' field.
On a Greyhound to the city,
Go tell her how you feel.
As if a picture of a face
Could make the whole thing seem more real.

I take some time off from the city
Around the same time every year.
And if they ask me where you're living, baby,
They'll never find you here.
You know the first few times I visit with
The silence drives me queer,
But now if living makes you happy,
That's all I really care.

(Come on, come on.)
Come on, come on.

Laid in bed, stone-cold sober
For the better part of last week,
Thinking you deserved somebody
That'd treat you twice as good as me.
Surely there must be another
That can give you what you need.
You see a million other faces
Just walking up the street.

(Come on, come on.)
All the roses at your feet
(Come on, come on.)
By any name would smell as sweet.
(Come on, come on.)
Breaking up into a reef.
(Come on, come on.)
Love is all the same to me.

In the evening, as you came home,
Laid your weary head to sleep.
Tried to tell you I was leaving,
But in the dark, I couldn't speak.
That I could hold your naked body
Is a miracle to me.
If there are other lovers out there,
They'd be fine to let us be.

(Come on, come on.)
Let your freak flag fly from me.
(Come on, come on.)
Sing a brand new melody.
(Come on, come on.)
It's what they all came here to see.
(Come on, come on.)
But it's all the same to me.


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Our Hearts Were Young song meanings
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