Eighteen - Tep No

I was only eighteen, chasing dreams

And my mother screamed

«Don't be thinking things»

I wanted fame, but who’s to blame?

That life felt good enough for me to chase away, away

But now that I have it all

I won’t let you down, down, down, down, down

I’d give it all away, 'way, 'way, 'way, 'way

For another day with you

'Cause when the mirror starts to fall

I won’t be around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round

You’ll think of all the pain, pain, pain, pain, pain

That I’ve put you through

And maybe one day I’ll be forgiven

And we’ll go back to the place again

When I was only eighteen, only eighteen

I had a picture, a great disaster in my mind

And the world would look at me

And love me through all disguise

But now that I’m older

I think of what I’ve lost chasing time

I found disorder, comes in pain in this life, this life