Please start acting normal like you're satisfied I know you are sentimental Because you can't seem to hide You find it harder to resist To use the arguments full of bitterness We carved our names in wood It's a proper reminder of our wasted youth Now that love will tear us apart I know you won't remember That we were wild at heart I guess time took its toll It crushed our hearts and bruised our souls We carved our names in wood It's a proper reminder of our wasted youth In an age of growing older We're still moving mountains To find our names back in the wood But wood will hold its history more than it should Strike a match and burn it down Or we keep on moving mountains Or we keep on moving mountains Or we keep on moving mountains We carved our names in wood It's a proper reminder of our wasted youth In an age of growing older