You walked a mile inside her shoes
And you had little trouble sleeping
Til you heard both eyes say it didn’t matter anyway
Convinced that she had nothing more to lose
Well you played Charlie’s Friday night
And you remembered all the motions
Of romance fires burning, record players and stomachs turning
Thinking to yourself the air must be right
Well we were young and we were proud
We had fury in our hearts and we had sweat above our brows
And we fought hard and we fought well
To sound more sorry for our sins than for ourselves
Love is patient and love is kind
And you were loving every moment
As you saw better plans unravel and unwind
Leaving you alone with all your joy
But we were young and we were strong
And we were praying to our savior that our savior wouldn’t find us
Staring up at half moons and wishing for hotel rooms
When we had little trouble getting by
We were young and we were strong
We were sleeping in our cars where were knew our cars did not belong
But we fought hard and we fought well
To sound more sorry for our sins than for ourselves
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