Teenage Dreamstage Lyrics

You had blonde dreadlocks
And a scent of vanilla
Che Guevara in your jacket,
Sweet little guerilla

You wore a third world cause
With a first class smile,
And when you felt lost
It was me that cried

In our teenage dreamstage
No applause, no heaven
I guess there was a scene change,
Now we're alone together

We lived Billboard heights,
Had Broadway nights
I thought those eager days
Would last all our lives

Hot breath on my window,
I don't dare wipe it away
Like a fading moment,
A kiss becomes a stain

And the strain starts to show
In everything I do
Somehow I know the same pain
Is burning in you