When old was old and new was new,
before my heart beat fondly for you,
when lies weren't told and all was true,
I knew a better me.
When right was done and wrong was not,
before my battles with love were lost,
when everyone loved and nobody fought,
I knew a better me.
I miss the days when I was young;
I'd wake to see the rising sun.
I'd laugh and jump and skip and run.
The better me I knew.
Please help me find that younger me
when I would act so childishly
and had big dreams of who I'd be.
I need to find me.