Woorden: Ours. Precious. Places.

Past love died
As she cried, I saw beauty
Girls wished for boys and scared them away
I saw beauty

Alright, alright
My feet keep on takin' me back, back, back to those places
Alright, alright
My knees keep on shakin' from fright, fright, fright

Scared and cold, now you're old
Time thaws, but you'll break
There's a hole in my soul
How much more will it take?

Alright, alright
My feet keep on taking me back, back, back to those places
Alright, alright
My knees keep on shaking from fright, fright, fright

I saw, I saw
And it moved all of the gray aside

I saw, I saw
It moved all of the gray aside

Alright, alright
My feet keep on takin' me back, back, back to those places
Alright, alright
My knees keep on shakin' from fright, fright, fright