Our summer nights
Graffiti with flash lights
I held on tight
Riding with you on your bike
Our secret place
Bubble gum in cherry taste
I left a trace
My lipstick on your face
Neon sound
Flashing rebels from the underground
We were wild, we were young and proud
And we did it side by side,
We did it side by side
Do you remember it
We were just kids
Living the thrill of it, for the thrill of it
Do you remember it
We were just kids
Living the thrill of it, for the thrill of it
Kings and queens
In tank-taps and ripped up jeans
Video dreams
Baby, it was you and me
We were alone
Mix tape from the radio
Tangled up so close
You and me and my headphones
Neon sound
Flashing rebels from the underground
We were wild, we were young and proud
And we did it side by side,
We did it side by side
Do you remember it
We were just kids
Living the thrill of it, for the thrill of it
Do you remember it
We were just kids
Living the thrill of it, for the thrill of it
Neon sound
Flashing rebels from the underground
We were wild, we were young and proud
And we did it side by side,
We did it side by side
Do you remember it
We were just kids
Living the thrill of it, for the thrill of it
Do you remember it
We were just kids
Living the thrill of it, for the thrill of it
|
Ilse DeLange in Album Eye Of The Hurricane Released in 2012 |