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It's the first time that I've been here,
Since I was here with him.
I remember all the wild flowers,
Wavin' in the wind.
Life was an undiscovered river:
I was jumpin' in head first.

It was sink or swim; do or die;
Sneakin' out on summer nights,
Stealin' wine from my Pa,
The thrill of not gettin' caught.
An' now an' then I miss those days,
But comin' back to this place,
I realise it ain't him I miss,
It's that young girl, wide-eyed, first love, one time innocence, yeah.

We ran off to the corn field,
Just outside the county fair;
There were butterflies in my stomach,
An' fireflies in the air.
He tried hard not to show it,
Oh, but he was just as scared as me.

And it was sink or swim; do or die;
Sneakin' out on summer nights;
Stealin' wine from my Pa;
The thrill of not gettin' caught.
An' now an' then I miss those days,
But comin' back to this place,
I realise it ain't him I miss,
It's that young girl, wide-eyed, first love, one time innocence, yeah.

And coming here has made me come to this:
The one thing I can't get back is the one thing I miss, yeah.

An' it was breakin' rules, flyin' blind;
What you see through younger eyes;
It wasn't what I thought it was,
Man, I swore he was the one.
An' now an' then I miss those days,
But comin' back to this place,
I realise it ain't him I miss,
It's that young girl, wide-eyed, first love, one time innocence, yeah.
It's that young girl, wide-eyed, first love, one time innocence.
Yeah, it's that innocence.
Mmm mmm.

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