I remember being a child
I remember it oh so well
Those frequent little moments
Where life was heaven but often hell

I remember being a child
I remember hill street blues
A theme tune and not much content
Reminds me of sky news

I remember being a child
Watching kids tv
Magic torch’s and button moons
Little treasures that stay with me

I remember being a child
A scouts hut full of wood
Neckerchief and plastic woggles
And knots I never understood

I remember being a child
Talking to my friends
Before adulthood made an entrance
The beginnings of the ends

I remember being a child
Emotion being a toy
I controlled it and made it fun
But now it decides my joy