We could sail away or catch a freight train
Or a rocket ship into outer space
Nothin left to do too many things were said
To ever make it feel like yesterday did
Seasons must change, separate paths, separate ways
If we blame it anything, let s blame it on the rain
I knew it all along, I d have to write this song
To young to fall in love, guess we knew it all along
That s alright, that s OK
We were walkin through some youth, smilin through some pain
That s alright, that s OK
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