When we were young We made the mis takes that make us what we are today Today When we get old We long for the lessons that were meant for yesterday For yesterday When we were ghosts We showed you the light and dark 'til all that's left is grey So grey When we are gone We hope for the knowledge that you wanted us to stay To stay In your oils In your bones In your dreams, you build a home In your heart In your hands In the place you die Your teenage wonderland Teenage wonderland When we were young We wore out years, orbiting girls like brave new worlds When we get old We hope just enough to hold something that we can call our own In your heart In your hands In the place you die Your teenage wonderland Your teenage wonderland When we get home When we get home When we get home When we get home When we get home We hope just enough to hold something we can call our own I'm a boy Playing a man Trying to understand This teenage wonderland Teenage wonderland When we get home When we get home When we get home When we get home When we get home When we get home When we get home When we get home When we were young We made the mistakes that make us what we are today Today Teenage wonderland