Sixteen

Waltzing day dream serenade Preaching god and country Like lines on a telegraph Seems like we all want to be So very different But nothing changes [Chorus] x2 Young and defenceless A waiting son at arms Beating hearts against a tide of one We all end up like magazines Crumpled up discarded, catalogued forgotten Read the pages that are free Living something careless Just sixteen all over [Chorus] x2 ‘Cause we’re all alone, we’re all alone Beating hearts against a tide of one [Chorus] x2 We’re all alone, we’re all alone Beating hearts against a tide of one