How do we describe that childhood feelings?
When life was pure
When life had meaning
We're older now
But life still goes on
Wishing we were young again
Wishing we had that feeling
Would go on on and on
When I think of years ago
Life seems fuzzy
Yet beautiful
Now life seems dim and bleak
Where did they joy go?
Why did I grow up?
Maybe I guess I'll never know
Or maybe I'm not who I used to be