At seventeen I started screaming
Was panicked because time was quickly leaving

No I don't care about getting old
No I don't care about my limbs getting sore
I just wanna, spend now and tomorrow
With you that I adore

Wanna be with you, with you
Wanna be with you, with you

At seventeen packed my stuff and left (Left)
It hit me that the memories is all we have, now

No a call isn't the same
With knowing that you're near me
Might not have been nice everyday
That's the only thing I'd change

Wanna be with you, with you
Wanna be with you, with you