The Classic Crime - 5805

Friends, I will keep you like trophies in my heart to remember how loneliness was a faded dream on 219th Street. We were more than just young we were full of it and no one could touch us or take us in. Watching the sunset from the roof we'd plan our next adventure. I was 19 and young, thought I had it all figured out. The world was our oyster and we dove in to get the pearl out. Now we are swimming in memories. How we wish we could go back! We hold to the hope that someday We'll see the world again like that. I've got a sneaking suspicion that hindsight only favors good vision. But I'm not one to complain when it's all I dream of. We were more than just useless and stupid kids. The music it moved us, we shook our fists, as we sang along at the top of our lungs.

Amigos, los mantendré como trofeos en mi corazón Para recordar como la soledad era un sueño desvanecido en la calle 219 Eramos mas que solo jóvenes estábamos llenos Y nadie podía tocarnos Mirando la puesta del sol desde el techo hemos planeado nuestra siguiente aventura Tenia 19 y era joven, pensé que ya lo sabia todo El mundo era nuestra ostia y nos sumergimos para sacar la perla Ahora estamos nadando en memorias Como desearía poder regresar Esperamos que algún dia Veremos el mundo de nuevo asi Tengo una sospecha que solo ve favores con buena visión Pero no soy quien para quejarme cuando es en todo lo que sueño Eramos mas que solo chicos estúpidos La música nos movio, sacudimos nuestros puños Mientras cantamos desde nuestros pulmones