Oh
Gather the wind, though the wind won't help you fly at all
Your back's to the wall
Chain the sun, and it tears away to face you as you run,
You run, you run
Behind the smile, there's danger and a promise to be told:
You'll never get old - ha!
Life's fantasy - to be locked away and still to think you're free
You're free, we're free
So live for today
Tomorrow never comes
Die young, die young
Can't you see the writing in the air
Die young, I'm gonna die young
Someone stopped the fall
A-a-aah
Gather the wind, though the wind won't help you fly at all
Your back's to the wall
Then chain the sun, and it tears away to face you as you run,
You run, you run
So live for today
Tomorrow never comes
Die young, young
Die young, die young
Die young, die young, young
Die young, die young, die young,
Die young, die young, die young, die young
Die young