i was wishing we could go back to how it was before aged impaired our reach i was wishing we could go back to the house our hands stretched under old pine trees hold on, hold on, we've got the lights dear just like where you came from hold on, hold on, we've got the lights dear just like where you're going to hold on, i feel like you could shine a little brighter my love just like you did when you were younger underneath the coper wires and the bubbles that creep i hope they never end