we were 18 and 19 and paired off on saturday nights down in the basement a big killer stereo dimmer switch on the lights jane was a dancer paul was a drummer christine was a doctor to be life stretched before us like one endless summer and that brings us back to me i was the gypsy we sang as we stood at the gate we were ready to take the world on four young soldiers of fate couldn t wait to go right every wrong wearing our passion our hopes and our tshirts and jeans dancin with dreams ten years ago may we all drank to the future and all went our separate ways i packed up to go with my clothes and piano and music and something to say i hear paul owns a drum shop jane teaches ballet and christine s an ob gyn i m writing songs that i sing in a cafe and sometimes i write about them i miss my friends we sang as we stood at the gate we were ready to take the world on four young soldiers of fate couldn t wait to go right every wrong wearing our passion our hopes and our tshirts and jeans dancin with dreams before reality threw up the roadblocks and nothin was out of our reach time flowed smooth as a waltz so it seemed we re dancin with dreams we sang as we stood at the gate we were ready to take the world on four young soldiers of fate couldn t wait to go right every wrong wearing our passion our hopes and our tshirts and jeans dancin with dreams