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I watch the mood get sober and I'm not so sure I'm over All the times I didn't know and I didn't used to know When my heart was breaking nightly Was I taking things too lightly That would never come again, that would stay awhile and end? Bring us in under budget, lord We want out of the wrong Playing safe too long Though we're miles clear of the firefight We can't light our pipes with hindsight I'll re-start this life somehow, I could live it better now Letras de canciones Give us grace under pressure, lord And help us watch our tongues And make our mistakes young In a Delorean we're all gonna make, all gonna make, all gonna make our mistakes young In a Delorean we're all gonna make, all gonna make, all gonna make our mistakes young In a Delorean we're all gonna make, all gonna to make, all gonna to make I'd apologize the ears off But the gloom here never clears off I can't sit through one more day of deserving some O.K. I could hang for just the mention But I don't mind the attention It's a failing by design, Betty Ford's world and not mine Give us some final option, lord We mean well every one Let us make our mistakes young In a Delorean we're all gonna make, all gonna make, all gonna make our mistakes young In a Delorean we're all gonna make, all gonna make, all gonna make our mistakes young In a Delorean From Letras Mania