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Young Again (Hardwell)

When I was a boy, I dreamed of a place in the sky Playing in the fields, battling with my shields, Bows made out of twine I wish I could see this world again through those eyes See the child in me, in my fantasy Never growing old Will we ever feel young, again Will we ever feel young, again Will we ever feel young, again You wanna feel young You wanna feel young, again When I was a boy, I searched for a world that's unknown All we have is fun, everybody runs, until the sun goes down I wish I could see this world again through those eyes See the child in me, in my fantasy Never growing old Will we ever feel young, again Will we ever feel young, again Will we ever feel young, again You wanna feel young You wanna feel young, again