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Paroles: Rod Steward. Young Turks.

Billy left his home with a dollar in his pocket
And a head full of dreams

He said - somehow
someway it's gotta get better than this.
Patti packed her bags left a note for her mamma -
She was just seventeen
There were tears in her eyes when
she kissed her little sister goodbye.


They held each other tight as they drove on through the night

They were so exited.
We got just one shot at life let's take it while we' re still not afraid

Because life is so brief and time is a thief when you're undecided
And like a fistful of sand it can slip right through your hands.

young hearts be free tonight
time is on your side.
Don't let them put you down
don't let 'em push you around

Don't let 'em ever change your point of view.

Paradise was closed so they headed for the coast in a blissful manner

They took a two room apartment that was jumping every night of the week.
Happiness was found in each others arms as expected

Billy pierced his ears
drove a pickup like a lunatic.

young hearts be free tonight
time is on your side. . . .

- Come on Billy -

young hearts be free tonight

time is on your side.

Billy wrote a letter back home to Patti's parents to try to explain.
He said we're both real sorry that it had to turn out this way
But there ain't no point in talking when there's nobody listening
So we iust ran away. -
Patti gave birth to a ten pound baby boy
yeah

Young hearts be free tonight
time is on your side

Young hearts be free tonight
time is on your side

Young hearts be free tonight
time is on your side

Young hearts gotta run
be free to live


Time is on your
time is on your side.
Time
time
time
time is on your side
is on your side
is on your side
Young hearts be free tonight
tonight
tonight
tonight
tonight
yeah
Time is on your side.