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--- Green Day
Every time I look in my past
I always wish I was there
I wish my youth would forever last
Why are these times so unfair?
Look at my friends and see what they've done
Ask myself why they had to change
I liked them better when they were young
Now all these times are rearranged
I look down and stand there and cry
Nothing ever will be the same
The sun is rising now, I ask why?
The clouds now fall and here comes the rain
Every time I look in my past
I always wish I was there
I wish my youth would forever last
Why are these times so unfair?