The Star of a Story - Heatwave

This is the story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart It only seems like yesterday We were walking in the rain It only seems that our own soul Since I looked into your soul Is tearing me apart To tell the story of the young heart The story of the young heart It only seems that we got to say Maybe it's been near two years Since we were burning down the days Neither happiness nor tears The story in your eyes Is the story of the young heart The story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart This is the story of the young heart (this is the story) This is the story of the young heart You know they gotta break your young heart (this is the story) This is the story of the young heart

Bugles are calling from prairie to shore Sign up and fall in, and march off to war Blue grass and cotton, burnt and forgotten All hope seems gone So soldier march on to die Bugles are calling from prairie to shore Sign up and fall in, and march off to war There in the distance a flag I can see Scorched and in ribbons, but whose can it be? How ends the story, whose is the glory Ask if we dare, our comrades out there who sleep