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