Taking Our Time Growing Up

I have stumbled
Made mistakes
I regret some things I did in those days
But in a heartbeat now I’d
Do it all again if I could
Pinching pennies
Just to throw them away
At old dive bars
With brand new flames
And the weekend lasted
As long as we thought it should
With some distance now
It all rushes to me
It was Heaven for a little
Taking our time growing up
I still get sentimental
Thinking how glorious it was
To be young
To be young
Broken drywall
We never replaced
Every hole was like a priceless Monet
Kept the music loud
And the company good
I remember the
Solo cups
Porch cigarettes
The way it felt beside a cute brunette
And the morning after hurting
Less than it should
With some distance now
It all rushes to me
It was Heaven for a little
Taking our time growing up
I still get sentimental
Thinking how glorious it was
Then everybody drifts away, darling
You never hear their names anymore
You wonder if they’re all still out there
Brilliant as they were before
Brilliant as they were before
It was Heaven for a little
Taking our time growing up
I still get sentimental
Thinking how glorious it was
It was Heaven for a little
Taking our time growing up
I still get sentimental
Thinking how glorious it was
To be young
To be young