Fifteen - Middle Lyrics
I heard a song once and it was beautiful and it was free and it was my dreamI lost my housing at the sweet young age of fourteenI heard a song on the radio, it was my dreamI found the value of a song walking in the rain cold and alone with no place to goI found the value of a song singing to myselfJust make it through the night, keep awake till the sunlightIt don't matter who sold 6 millionIt don't matter who made 6 millionWhat you call success I call excessWhat I'd call important is relevanceI heard a song once it was by Husker DuThey tried to sell their songs for a million dollarsThey probably never knew that they kept one scared kid aliveThey traded gold for what they had insideAll my friends now now on TVAll my friends now sold what they love for moneyAll my friends now are bought and sold so easilyAll my friends now think they can afford not to be free
