Well sometimes we wait 'til the stars fall
And sometimes we run through the night
The boys wear their youth like a trenchcoat
For scenes made to act out their life

Time on our hands
Flows through like sand
The games never end like we plan
Our words have no voice
Well boys will be boys
New boys with brave new toys

Well sometimes we drift off to nowhere
And sometimes we freeze in our tracks
The boys have a laugh for the old days
They know when there's no turning back