Letras:Rosemont. These Streets Alone. We Were 18.

Yesterday we all swore we'd stay in the place where we were all ok
But today we've all gone away, such a mistake to think that things won't change

Time marches on so very fast, don't blink your eye or today turns into the past

There's no way, things could be the same
Our better days are now just memories
And we all say that it's a crying shame
We're not the same, and we're all to blame

I can't forget all the words you said to me, I won't regret anything we were 18, When I look back I realize we were naive, to think that our best times would never leave