At the end of a long day of 40 degrees in the shade
I am standing on a hillside watching someone I used to love play
And the singer is much thinner than I remember
So what does that make me
And he's hiding what's left of his hair under a cap
No we are not so young but we are still free
And the moon tonight is a custard cream
And it hangs high above the Adriatic sea
And there's a wooden stage and a tree
And electric lights swaying in the breeze
And I don't remember very much I admit
I am guilty of wasting through the day
But you light me up like a 1000 fireflies
Oh we are not so young
But we are still free
And the city tonight is a distant dream
And the countryside is the place to be
And we don't dance very well but we can twirl
And I don't remember very much I admit
I am guilty of wasting through the day
But you light me up like a 1000 fireflies
Oh we are not so young
But we are still free
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