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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We were kids in our thrift-store jackets
Too big sleeves and a busted phone
You were laughing at the wrong directions
I was laughing just to feel less alone
Red hair falling in your eyes
Chewed-up nails and a nervous smile
We were both a little out of focus
Both just hoping we'd be worth the while
[Chorus]
I was younger
You were too young
Both of us aching to belong
Learning love in the quiet corners
Staying out till the streetlights were gone
Now years pass and it still hits true
That soft spot I keep for you
Yeah
I still fall hard when I recognize
A red head
And those piercing blue eyes
[Verse 2]
We pretended we were just best buddies
Sideways hugs in the parking lot
Sharing secrets in a blanket fortress
Every dare was a shot we got
You traced futures on my old sneakers
Said
"One day we'll get out of here"
I heard more than you ever said then
In the way you leaned in
Fighting fear
[Chorus]
I was younger
You were too young
Both of us aching to belong
Learning love in the quiet corners
Staying out till the streetlights were gone
Now years pass and it still hits true
That soft spot I keep for you
Yeah
I still fall hard when I recognize
A red head
And those piercing blue eyes
[Bridge]
Did you ever tell your story?
Did you ever say my name? (my name)
When you look back on that first almost
Do you smile or feel the same?
I call it friendship
Call it first love
Call it something we never defined
But you opened up a locked part of me
That I’ve carried for the rest of my life
[Chorus]
I was younger
You were too young
Both of us aching to belong
Learning love in the quiet corners
Staying out till the streetlights were gone
Now years pass and it still hits true
That soft spot I keep for you
Yeah
I still fall hard when I recognize
A red head
And those piercing blue eyes
Details
GeneratedJan 24, 2026
Duration3:25
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dreamy indie-pop ballad, male vocals; soft picked electric guitar and warm bass under close, confessional verses, subtle pads blooming into a wider, shimmering chorus; light drums that stay behind the vocal, choir-like harmonies lifting the hook, intimate bridge with almost-whispered delivery before a final, full-voiced refrain, soft
Credits
Prompt byThereminBeat459
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A gay song about a time ...I was younger and you were to young ..both lurning and needing love ..both have a yurning to belong . I still have a soft spot for a red head and Persing blue eyes..a friend
