Well, I'm afraid of that picture
From 1989
Faded colours, and worned out texture
From 1989

Well I've been young and I've been stupid
But it's left behind
I regret the things that I did
And I feel fine

We can't go on like this
Don't go on yourself like this
We can't go on like it's
1989

Let's go back, I'll be your angel
I'll make a deal with time
But I don't know if that would change you
Or give you piece of mind.

1989, 1989, 1989, 1989
1989, 1989, 1989, 1989

We can't go on, we've gotta move on,
we've gotta move on now
We can't go on, we've gotta move on,
we've gotta move on now