Video Wasted Time de Keith Urban 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Keith Urban - Wasted Time Lyrics

The rain is coming down tonight
I'm smiling looking at this photograph
I hear that song and I'm flying right back

To when we had it made
Every Friday night when the sun went down
We'd be running them streets
like we owned the town

And I just can't let it go, no
I just can't let it go
I wonder if you ever think about it like I do
Seven kids on a two lane road
Had the guns on the radio
After all this time
It still feels, feels so good

When I think about those summer nights
Singing out the window
on the back roads, Sweet Child of Mine
Sipping on the local's spark of light
Ain't it funny how the best days of my life
Was all that wasted time
all that wasted time

Out of nowhere, it slipped away
And the rope by the river hangs silently
And the town that we knew
ain't nothing like it used to be

Ah, I can't explain
They took all the color from the picture frame
And the days got sold to the grid and the game

And I just can't let it go, no
I just can't let it go
I wonder if you ever think about it like I do
Seven kids on a two lane road
We had the guns on the radio
After all this time
It still feels, feels so good

When I think about those summer nights
Singing out the window
On the back roads, Sweet Child of Mine
Sipping on the local's spark of light

Ain't it funny how the best days of my life
Was all that wasted time
All that wasted time
Swinging on the line
Living all that wasted time

Hey, hey, now
Summer dresses drying out
on the hood of the car
Only music that we had
was out the left speaker
We were living every second
'til the time ran out
We had nothing but we had it all

When I think about those summer night
Sneaking out the window
running back roads
Your hand in mine

We were going nowhere, we were so alive
Uh huh, ain't it crazy
how the best days of my life
Was all that wasted time
All that wasted time
We were swinging out on the line
Living all that wasted time

Hey, you know oh
All that wasted time
Don't you feel it coming on back now
Time, time, time