Believer
Saint nomadIn the days when we were young, when we were young
Knew the streets like the veins on our hands
Couple kids on our bikes
We ruled the land, we ruled the land
Whoever said to dream again we got to be young
We’ll drive to California chasing after the sun
We’re chasing the sun, chasing the sun, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever happens to you, happens to you
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever happens to you
Promise me you’ll stay a young heart dreamer
Brimstone fire believer
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever happens to you, happens to you
Felt the rush, felt the wind at our beds
A pillow case for a kid not looking back, not looking back
Anything we could dream was in our reach
In the days when we were young, yeah, we were free
Whoever said to dream again we got to be young
We’ll drive to California chasing after the sun
We’re chasing the sun, chasing the sun, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoever said the future’s for the fortunate ones
When all we ever needed was the breath in our lungs
Chasing the sun, chasing the sun, yeah
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever happens to you, happens to you
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever happens to you
Promise me you’ll stay a young heart dreamer
Brimstone fire believer
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever happens to you, happens to you
Where are you now
Where are you now
Where are you now
Where are you now
Skin kneed ruler
Brimstone fire believer
Where are you now
Where are you now
Skin kneed ruler
Brimstone fire believer
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever happens to you, happens to you
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever happens to you
Promise me you’ll stay a young heart dreamer
Brimstone fire believer
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever happens to you, happens to you