Oh
  Gather the wind, though the wind won't help you fly at all
  Your back's to the wall
  Chain the sun, and it tears away to face you as you run,
  You run, you run
  
  Behind the smile, there's danger and a promise to be told:
  You'll never get old - ha!
  Life's fantasy - to be locked away and still to think you're free
  You're free, we're free
  
  So live for today
  Tomorrow never comes
  
  Die young, die young
  Can't you see the writing in the air
  Die young, I'm gonna die young
  Someone stopped the fall
  
  A-a-aah
  
  Gather the wind, though the wind won't help you fly at all
  Your back's to the wall
  Then chain the sun, and it tears away to face you as you run,
  You run, you run
  
  So live for today
  Tomorrow never comes
  
  Die young, young
  Die young, die young
  Die young, die young, young
  Die young, die young, die young,
  Die young, die young, die young, die young
  Die young