Ronan Keating

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For the sun, for the lightFor the ride, for the mastersOh, we come to be kindTo be warm here and afterWe’ve been out, but we’re backBecause we’re graced in these mattersAnd we’ll rise

And we did a little love, but we walkedMake a sound for the messed upMake a little callTo the right, to the ballAnd to the mast-top, and we

We fool around now and againWe’re lookin’ good but just as friends

This is our heyday, babyWe’re not gonna be afraid to shout‘Cause we can make our heyday last foreverAin’t that what it’s all about?Oh livin’ in our own terrible way

And we lack a little loveBut a sign, a sign to get a little messed upPickin’ up the rulesFor the chimes, makin’ up mindsAnd makin’ it last us‘Cause we live alone, and now we’ve grownAnd we know what we’re afterAnd we’ll rise

We fool around now and againWe’re lookin’ good but just as friends

This is our heyday, babyWe’re not gonna be afraid to shout‘Cause we can make our heyday last foreverAin’t that what it’s all about?

We fool around now and againWe’re lookin’ good, just as friends

So we have ourself a breakAnd when we’re doneAnd we come to our sensesAnd we’ll riseAnd we’ll rise

This is our heyday, babyThis is our heyday, babyThis is our heyday, babyAin’t that what it’s all about?Oh livin’ our own terrible wayIn our own terrible way

This is our heyday, baby

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