Back in the States
When we were on the radio
I bumped into Blaze
When we were in stereo
Back, back, back, back in the States
When we were on the radio
I bumped into Blaze
When we were in stereo
In your magazines, in their material tables
On your agenda, in front of your old posters
You didn't forget, I didn't forget
On the speakers, the shock of our first concerts
In your fanzines,
in the rims of your record player
Pink and blue vinyl, we go back
I didn't forget, you didn't forget
When we're together, all we can do is
Back in the States When we were on the radio
I bumped into Blaze When we were in stereo
Back,
back,
back,
back in the States When we were on the radio
I bumped into Blaze
When we were in stereo
All your stickers,
tags and tic-tacs There are the names of
your favorite artists on your unisex t-shirt
Dacas like copies and batches by dozens I didn't forget,
you didn't forget
Back in the States When we were on the radio
I bumped into Blaze When we were in stereo
When we were in stereo
You built your life,
you asked yourself questions You knew other music,
we didn't think twice
But you didn't forget,
no I didn't forget When we're together,
my God,
how good it is
Back in the States When we were on the radio
I bumped into Blaze When we were in stereo
Back in the States