But I was six years old, I broke my leg I was running from my brother and his friends And tasted a sweet perfume of a mountain But I so rolled down Why was younger than it? Take me back to when Fifteen years old, smoking and rope cigarettes Running from the loft to the back fields And getting drunk with my friends And my first kiss on Friday night I don't recognize that it's right I was younger than it Take me back to when I'm on my way Driving at 19, our loves can't relate Sitting too tight and stirring up It's the way you make me feel It's when we lost a time set Over the cars, only you Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, then the cars, only you Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, then the cars, only you Oh, then the cars, only you Oh, then the cars, only you Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh So lonely