These Are The Days

There's a how-to guide on everything in this life

But they're always rewriting the pages

And it's hard to keep up, but I'm a little bit drunk

And it's all making sense to me now

There's no point picking fights, we're both wrong, we're both right

Let's stop talking 'bout love and just make it

Leaning in for a kiss, gotta make every one of 'em count

These are the days that we'll soon say got away

Someone tell them they should stay here for a while

Oh, what a crime to let good things pass you by

And then wait until they're gone to realize

Got a beat in my chest and a head that won't rest

'Cause there's always something more to be doing

From the thrills to the crashes, deadlines to distractions

I swear they're all coming for me

But I'm alright when I lose focus

When you look at me so gorgeous

You and I are as young as we'll ever be (oh, oh, one-two-three-four)

These are the days that we'll soon say got away

Someone tell them they should stay here for a while

Oh, what a crime to let good things pass you by

And then wait until they're gone

I'm a wreck, I'm alive

Oh, I'll fall until I fly

Take my hand (take my hand), take a ride (take a ride)

Down these New York streets

'Til the lights go out tonight, whoa-oh

These are the days that we'll soon say got away

Someone tell them they should stay here for a while

Oh, what a crime to let good things pass you by

And then wait until they're gone

And then wait until they're gone

Don't wait until they're gone

To realize

Ooh