Texty: Dala. Other. Twenty Something.

He's got life, that comes and goes
He calls me up when he's down
What he'll be no one knows
She might love, but she never meets
Try to catch her in the eye,
but she's staring at her feet

We're twenty something, with nothing to lose
And we like what we say, but not what we do
And we live in a crowd, and its breaking my heart
We're twenty something, worlds apart

He looks through his glass, its never full enough
He could light up this room, but he's so tired of acting tough
She can't draw the line, she goes in circles again
All the things she could be,
if she weren't so set on being thin

We're twenty something, with nothing to lose
And we like what we say, but not what we do
And we live in a crowd, and its breaking my heart
We're twenty something, worlds apart

These are everlasting glory days
Young or old, we'll always feel this way
These are everlasting glory days
Young or old we'll always feel this way
Young or old we'll always feel this way

We're twenty something, with nothing to lose
And we like what we say, but not what we do
And we live in a crowd, and its breaking my heart
We're twenty something, worlds apart.