Youth کے بول

I wish that I could reach out Steal all your feelings Til they fit me like a glove Instead I've just been sleeping Straight through the summer How they beg me to wake up And all my wasted youth's not wasted If it's on you If it's on you If it's on you If it's on you I wish that I could March in Stand up for something But there's nothing I believe I get a little older Maybe even wiser But my heart's stuck on my sleeve And all my wasted youth's not wasted If it's on you If it's on you If it's on you If it's on you And when all that's left are bed bones And we step off all our misled thrones After all the let downs and let-go's Hold your breath, play dead, ready, set, no Ready, set? No Ready, set? No And all my wasted youth isn't wasted If it's on you If it's on you If it's on you If it's on you