Ev ’ry bod y loves the things you do,

from the way you talk

to the way you move.

Ev ’ry bod y here is watch ing you,

’cause you feel like home,

you’re like a dream come true.

But if by chance you’re here a lone,

can I have a mo ment

be fore I go?

’Cause I’ve been by my self all night long,

hop ing you’re some one

I used to know.

You look like a mov ie,

you sound like a song;

my God, this re minds me

of when we were young.

Let me pho to graph you in this light, in case it is the last time that we might be ex act ly like we were be fore we re al ized we were sad of get ting old, it made us rest less.

It was just like a mov ie,

it was just like a song.

When we were young,

when we were young,

when we were young,

when we were young.

Let me pho to graph you in this light, in case it is the last time that we might be ex act ly like we were be fore we re al ized we were sad of get ting old, it made us rest less.

It was just like a mov ie,

it was just like a song.

When we were young,

when we were young,

when we were young,

when we were young.

Let me song

when we were young.