Stoked: The Band
Alone
Everyone gets lonely at least some nights.And the truth is, I miss this more than anything.Most of the time I still feel like a kid in this big worldHopelessly hopeful, but hardly holding onSo let's runInto this sunny afternoonwith the same smiles that we had back in grade school;Today is absolutely perfectSo how about let's live like there is no tomorrow?And for once, admit our parents were right:We're growing up far too fastAnd if it all falls apart, well I guess it falls apartAt least we can say we tried.And I'm so tired of living this life alone.
From Letras Mania