the wee hour of the morning

In the wee hour of the morning
On the steps of giant buildings
The teenagers group around smoking
Feeling free with the night wind

In the back alleyways
They get drunk throwing empty cans
The teenagers go running
Laughing out loud in the open

In the wee hour of the morning
The teenagers group in night spot areas
Feeling the world at their feet
The carefree ways living today

What they do they feel great
Living with their own peers feeling no shame
The years may not pass there again

In the wee hour of the morning