Spit At The Roses

When we were wild and young

We'd watch clocks hands spins so slowly

I'd paint your face in the sun

And spit at the roses just to make you smile

And here we are now...

There were no reasons at all

Here are the keys to my heart

So take what you need

Say what you mean

Until there's something going on

When we were wild and young

We'd spend all day in torment

But you left my face in the mud

Then you'd spit at the roses just to make me smile

And here we are now...

There were no reasons at all

Here are the keys to my heart

So take what you need

Say what you mean

I can tell there's something going on

When we were wild and young

When we were wild and young

I'd paint your face in the sun

Then spit at the roses just to make you smile