"So the question is, why doesn´t he grow up
Why does he still behave as a child
How can we help him get rid of these leftovers from chidish behavior"

This is the winter of our youth
Oh but I´m not there yet
I´ve got nostalgia running through me
And I don´t like it

Oh my, my, my, my
Now I can almost taste it, taste it
But I, just hope we didn´t waste it

I know the winter´s getting colder
But why, just cause we´re a little older do
I relive it, I relive it
Oh, I´m peddling backwards
Even if I´m peddling alone
Can´t help it
I relive it, I relive it, oh

It´s 4AM here comes the fear

I´m not prepared yet
And when we pick over the past we glorify it

Oh my, my, my, my
I hope I wasn´t wasted, wasted
I hope I didn´t drink it away

I know the winter´s getting colder
But why, just cause we´re a little older do
I relive it, I relive it
Oh, I´m peddling backwards
Even if I´m peddling alone
Can´t help it
I relive it, I relive it, oh

I let myself bathe in the past for way, way, way too long
And now it seems that I´ve drunk too much to give you what you want

I know the winter´s getting colder
But why, just cause we´re a little older do
I relive it, I relive it
Oh, I´m peddling backwards
Even if I´m peddling alone
Can´t help it
I relive it, I relive it, oh

Can´t help it
I relive it, I relive it, oh
Can´t help it
I relive it, I relive it, oh
I´m peddling backwards
Even if I´m peddling alone
Can´t help it
I relive it, I relive it, oh