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In my younger days, when I felt older thenI tried to talk to you, baby let somethin' warmer inThe games were different, I didn't quite know the rulesIt could have been something I saidI remember one day, bikin' 'round the parkin' lotWearin' my dad's haircut and feeling like I played the partMy brother and sister, they would make me conversateWith the passerby who would wonder whyThe days go so longThe days go so long,The days go so long,And I think,Wouldn't it be nice to be lost in the city?Wondering how to get home at nightWouldn't it be nice to be lost in the city?TonightClimbin' my staircase, trying to get outsideI reach the rooftop, always the best place to hideMy brother and sister, they would get kicks for daysHearin' what the strangers had to sayThe days go so longThe days go so long,The days go so long,The days go on so long From Letras Mania