Underneath the dark sky
I take some time, to read your mind
You are shy, but so am I
We get it, like everyone else does
Like sailors we set for the sea
We're restless, that's why keep on moving
Not empty because of our young dreams
We´ll live forever
Summertime, gets us high
In between, we run out wild
You take some time to ...
-- Young Dreams
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