"If I was 17 I could find it in between
The cushions of somebody's couch
I could find it
I could find it
If I was 17 I could find it in a dream
A dime a dozen kind of love
I could find it I could find it
But I'm not 17
And I lost it in between the birthday cakes
And past mistakes that roll on by"
I love that concept, of the teenage thought that everything is love, and then growing older just to find that you can't find love anywhere anymore. The general school of thought is that teenagers don't know what love is, but this song gives it a different light: it feels better to fall in love all the time than to not be able to find it at all.
This stanza is pure genius:
"If I was 17 I could find it in between The cushions of somebody's couch I could find it I could find it If I was 17 I could find it in a dream A dime a dozen kind of love I could find it I could find it But I'm not 17 And I lost it in between the birthday cakes And past mistakes that roll on by"
I love that concept, of the teenage thought that everything is love, and then growing older just to find that you can't find love anywhere anymore. The general school of thought is that teenagers don't know what love is, but this song gives it a different light: it feels better to fall in love all the time than to not be able to find it at all.