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I still keep the pencil
That you lent me
In the drawer
Beside my bed
Every time I see it
Memories rush back
Of our laughter
Of our tracks
We were young and free
Dreams we could not hold
In those summer nights
Stories we had told
Sketchbooks now empty
Love notes that we wrote
Faded pages
But they still float
Guitars in the background
Your soft voice in the air
We found magic where
Everything was fair
We were young and free
Dreams we could not hold
In those summer nights
Stories we had told
Guitars in the background
Your soft voice in the air
We found magic where
Everything was fair
We were young and free
Dreams we could not hold
In those summer nights
Stories we had told
I still see the sunset
Painting skies of gold
Whispers in the twilight
Secrets left untold
We were young and free
Dreams we could not hold
In those summer nights
Stories we had told
We were young
So young and free