Memories - T.S.O.L.

We were young

And we were dumb

We were not in touch with the real world

I was nineteen

Very angry

I was in love with a young girl

Hot nights

The time is right

But when you’re young, you can’t tell

The hot nights

The dark bites

But when you’re young, you can’t tell

What time it is

Can you tell me what time it is?

Can you tell me what time it is?

Is it time, or love?

Oh, memories.

By the time

You see it coming

You know it’s already way too late

It will blind you

But you will live it

And it becomes your own fate

It’s coming closer

It’s coming closer

But don’t ask your friend to tell you why

I feel it coming

And I am losing

Can you help me please, I don’t want to die

What time is it?

Can you tell me what time it is?

Can you tell me what time it is?

Is it time, to die?

Oh, memories.

By the time

You see it coming

You know it’s already way too late

It will blind you

But you will live it

And it becomes your own fate

It’s coming closer

It’s coming closer

But don’t ask your friend to tell you why

I feel it coming

And I am losing

Can you help me please, I don’t want to die!

What time is it?

Can you tell me what time it is?

Can you tell me what time it is?

Is it time, or love?

Oh, memories.

Can you tell me what time it is?

Can you tell me what time it is?

Is it time, to die?

Oh, memories.