Jean Beauvoir
Jean Beauvoir
Jean Beauvoir
Jean Beauvoir
Jean Beauvoir
Jean Beauvoir
Jean Beauvoir
Jean Beauvoir
Jean Beauvoir
Jean Beauvoir
Well, the summers moved pretty fast
As we'd sit on the doorstep, him telling me
He'd run to the corner each morning
For this girl in the candy shop he used to see
Oh, how she really made me love living
And, wow, she even had a crush on me
Well, the nights would come, it soon get colder
See, the summers weren't very long
Birthdays came and we got older
We'd just sit around singing songs
Oh, how I miss telling jokes to my buddies
But I said, "Why are you telling this all to me?", he said
Listen, kid
I'm missing the young days, young days
Listen, kid
How I miss the young days, young days, oh, yeah
His eyes looked straight into mine
Don't you rush to be a man
Don't lose track of these precious times
That you're just too young to understand
Now don't get me wrong
I love all the things I get to do now
But I can't forget, no matter how I try, baby, now
Listen, kid
I'm missing the young days, young days
Now listen, kid
How I miss the young days, young days, yeah
We'd just sit around playin' guitar like this
Now, come on, let's have a good time
'Cause you can make things be
Just what you want them to be
Oh, yeah, you see, just gotta have some fun now
'Cause there'll be just more just waiting later on
Listen, kid
Missing the young days, young days
Listen, kid
Missing the young days, young days
Listen, kid
Missing the young days, young days
Listen, kid
Missing the young days, young days
Listen, kid
Missing the young days, young days (Listen, kid)
Listen, kid
I'm missing the young days, young days
Listen, kid
Missing the young days, young days
Missing the Young Days was written by Jean Beauvoir.
Missing the Young Days was produced by Jean Beauvoir.