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Young Hearts

	Our music sounds,
	The heart’s beat behind the waves
	And there’s where you should tell him
	how you feel
	And it’s hard to be here
	And it’s hard to be you
	If you only
	If you only
	Could take something away

	Our people, why
	Do you think they run away from you?
	You think you are the worst of kinds
	Just because you long so much more
	And I started to hurt myself
	And in the dark times
	In the dark times
	The symphony Los Angeles
	It’s so sad
	It’s so sad

	Naa—
	Oh—-

	I must have been dreaming
	I must have been dreaming

	With you, you, you
	I can try, I can try to be low, low, low
	with what I do, what I do
	And you, you, you in my ears,
	in my ears I’ve been told, told, told, to be low
	And it had to be music first in my ears,
	in my ears I’ve been told, told, told
	to be low, to be low,
	I’ve been told

	Our music sounds,
	The heart' s beat behind the waves
	And there' s where you should tell him
	how you feel
	And it' s hard to be here
	And it' s hard to be you
	If you only
	If you only
	Could take something away

	Our people, why
	Do you think they run away from you?
	You think you are the worst of kinds
	Just because you long so much more
	And I started to hurt myself
	And in the dark times
	In the dark times
	The symphony Los Angeles
	It' s so sad
	It' s so sad

	Naa
	Oh

	I must have been dreaming
	I must have been dreaming

	With you, you, you
	I can try, I can try to be low, low, low
	with what I do, what I do
	And you, you, you in my ears,
	in my ears I' ve been told, told, told, to be low
	And it had to be music first in my ears,
	in my ears I' ve been told, told, told
	to be low, to be low,
	I' ve been told