Do you remember 

Those hazy amber days 

We were but children 

Having the time of our lives 

We had no regard, no respect 

A floor was a bed 

And a bed held the mysteries of life 



They had to end 

But so soon? 

And to sit in the dark 

Of my lonely room 

Made it all seem so cruelly real 

Say no goodbyes, no regrets 

For the things that we said 

How we said 

That we only wanted an answer 

To our dreams 

We wanted an answer to our dreams 



Ignorance is bliss 

When adulthood we can resist 

To embrace the years with grace 

What a waste 

What a waste 



The fun we had 

The fun we'll have 

Reckless immaturity 

For stars we are 

And stars we'll be 

Just you and me 

For stars we are 

And stars we'll be 

Just you and me  









    



Try hard to make the world look bright today 

Try hard to make my nightmares go away 

Try hard to keep the fear away 

The cold of day, try hard 

Try hard to play the games the world would like you to play 



But people, they don't really listen 

Their smiles are the keys to the prison 

I'll call on the angels, to hold my head softly 

They'll always remember . . . Stories of Johnny 



Try hard to make my anger go away 

Try hard to make my money last the day (no way) 

Try hard to keep away the pain 

Stop the rain, try hard 

Try hard to fly a thousand miles away 



But people, they don't really listen 

Their smiles are the keys to the prison 

I'll call on the angels, to hold my head softly 

They'll always remember . . . Stories of Johnny 



My smoky lover . . . will close my eyes forever 

Stories of Johnny