Through the tunnels underneath the road
Slipped through the grate between the boulders down below
The subterranean or our suburbs where all the refuse goes
With our flashlights in the middle of the night off we'd go
Cut through the trees to the old quarry and meet me
Let's spill our guts on the edge of the ravine
And in the watershed we'll make our bed for the evening
And as the temperature drops we'll move a little bit closer
And watch the branches swing
All of the hidden spots where we could bare it all, and we had it all
Back in those days I wouldn't hide anything
And wasn't scared to fall
In the greenbelt behind our houses where no one ever goes
With our flashlights in the middle of the night off we'd go
All of the hidden spots where we could bare it all, and we had it all
Back in those days I wouldn't hide anything
And wasn't scared to fall
All of the hidden spots where we could bare it all, and we had it all
Back in those days I wouldn't hide anything
And wasn't scared to fall
In love again