Текст песни Young Thing - Joseph of Mercury

Don't hold on to your life
Too many gone
You've had a good run baby baby
The love you take it seems to break and then you shake me up baby baby
You and me we would always talk like friends but now we wander into dreams
And I don't think we can return to where we were
Your my favourite, your my favourite, your my favourite
Your my favourite, your my favourite, your my favourite
Your my favourite young thing, young thing, young thing
Your my favourite young thing, young thing, young thing
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Don't hold on to your life
Too many gone you've had a good run baby baby baby
The lies we live they're dreadful line to where we're blind now baby baby baby
You and me we would always talk like friends but now we wander into dreams
And I don't think we'll return to where we were
If you lie to me
I will try to believe you
If you lie to me
I will try to believe you
Your my favourite, your my favourite, your my favourite
Your my favourite, your my favourite, your my favourite
Your my favourite young thing, young thing, young thing
Your my favourite young thing, young thing, young thing
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh