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Eighteen, so low I still remember long ago When I saw you so cold I gave my jacket, blue and gold And you said I'm not who you're looking for But you might find me beneath these clothes Some nights I stay up alone A shot of whisky by the phone Dial your number let it go I still remember that night, yeah Summer skies for us alone Only lights to guide us home Wonder if you are still alone To be young what a feeling To be young what a feeling To be young what a feeling Eighteen, so low It feel like not that long ago Wonder where you have flown Can't stop thinking 'bout it no Don't know why I feel this way But I can't stop thinking that you got away Some nights I stay up alone A shot of whisky by the phone Dial your number let it go I still remember that night, yeah Summer skies for us alone Only lights to guide us home Wonder if you are still alone To be young what a feeling To be young To be young To be young what a feeling To be young what a feeling To be young what a feeling