i miss how it used to be
when the stars brought light
into the dead of the night
and the words that i wanted to say
didn't seem so far away

i miss how it used to be
when the raindrops had a rhythm
that could put me to sleep
and the music that we played
helped us dance the pain away

i miss the way it used to be
when love was a gift for all;
so graceful and pure
and the past didn't always seem
to be haunting your every dream

i miss how it used to be
when it seemed almost impossible
to be trapped inside your mind
and your friends didn't so easily
believe all of your lies

i miss how it used to be
when the purpose of life was clear
and your canvas was missing
the scars that hold a permanent place
on both of your wrists

i guess i miss how it used to be
when we were just kids
so innocent to it all
and the world seemed so
big and full of wondrous things