Young Wine

Just before we got lost

I screamed your name

and asked how far are we from the bar

you say I'm way too young

I think as young as your shrewdness

cause why did you give into me



And as you spin round and round

trying to find your ground,

I'm like young wine that cures your lonesome heart;

but them I'm a plastic cup

thrown away when you're all done.

I'm saved again and again,

but I lose taste like young wine.



I pour out my heart

as you spill the best parts of me into your ego

have another cup of me

you say you're just too unsure

too tipsy from the dreams you have

and the dreams I've got



And as you spin round and round

trying to find your ground,

I'm like young wine that cures your lonesome heart;

but them I'm a plastic cup

thrown away when you're all done.

I'm saved again and again,

but I lose taste like young wine.



You say I could have won,

if only I was twenty one



And as I spin round and round

trying to find my ground

You're like old wine that breaks my youthful heart

but then you're a broken glass

nothing good but to look at

I'm saved again and again

but this time I have aged into wine

Oh, I'm not young wine...

I'm not young wine.