Sweet Life
The young lovers
On the way to feel
The freedom in their minds
Away from the preying eyes
Telling lies where they go
Telling no hint where they hide
Only the parents frantic searches
Asking friends, neighbours and school mates
Nobody knows where the lovers go
The young at heart reality of life never understood
On the run of freedom
Until truth hits them hard
When they are hit
Without money to sustain a life
They face the tasks of the real world
No money no love in the end
The young lovers
They hop the wagon
Eyes of glow the taste of life
Until truth hits them hard
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