Young In Love Again--- Song 2
Every time I breath,
I feel your arms around me;
Holdin’ on so tight, that it makes it almost impossible to see.
The stars are dancing their own little dance, as we hear the drums
Pounding in our ears.
I remember we were running through the trees,
Trying to reach the top,
Giggling and screaming at the top of our little lungs,
I wish we could go back and be
Young in Love Again.
I flash back to us growing up,
Catching each other in long silent glances,
With the same little question bugging me and you.
But then there was your girl;
And she adored you, then I was always blue.
I remember sitting alone writing in my book,
Watching you stand there cuddling her,
With me longingly looking, dreaming I could be her and
I kept wishing that we could go back to being
Young in Love Again.
Then there was the day,
That long awaited day.
You had left her for me,
And in sweet ecstasy, you kissed me.
I remember everything falling into place,
Walking down the aisle to you,
Standing there in black and blue;
Our dreams were finally coming true
And we were no longer wishing to go back ‘cause
We were Young in Love.
But then things changed. . .
One little change, we didn’t expect it to come.
It was the letter sent for you to go.
And in my head,
Was all the bad, wondering if our precious little one would survive,
From all my pain
From this one good-bye. . .
And I remember going back to all the good,
Breathing out the bad,
Trying to forget the truth, that you had to go;
And we were praying together,
That we could go back to being
Young in Love Again.
And I remember. . .
And you remember. . .
So we remember. . .
And we pray. . .
That if we meet again in another place. . .
We will be
Young in Love Again.
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