Lyrics

We want to get away from here
Anywhere just to disappear
We're not trying to be brave
We don't want to be saved
Sick for days, watching the rain
Everybody looks the same
I found the cure, I found the cure
I found the cure to ease your pain
What will we do? What will we do?
What will we do when our dreams come true?
What will we do? What will we do?
What will we do when our dreams come true?
Young girls, young girls
We want to get away from here
Anywhere just to disappear
We're not trying to be brave
We don't want to be saved
Are you living for a fantasy?
Holding to it desperately?
Wouldn't it be fun? Wouldn't it be fun?
Wouldn't it be fun to kiss everyone?
What will we do? What will we do?
What will we do when our dreams come true?
What will we do? What will we do?
What will we do when our dreams come true?
Young girls, young girls
Written by: Faith Holgate
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