Songs for you, Truths for me

What happened to my imagination? I was talking to some friends about it earlier. As we got older e seemed to have lost our ability to dream up anything.

We could build a rocket,

fly to the moon

Leave Tuesday morning,

and be back for noon

There wasn't nothing,

nothing that we couldn't do

Once, when I was little

We used to think everything would work out. Then we got older and cynicism sunk in. FML and all of that. What happened to that childhood innocence?

Yeah I could dream more then

Yeah I believed more then

That the world

could only get better

It’s weird. Adults tell us we need to grow up and be responsible. But then on the flipside they remind us how sad t is that our generation has lost our of our innocence. Whose fault is that?

Used to feel so strong

Even when they tell me,

tell me I was wrong

That I can't live

in a magic world

Cause it's time

for me to grow up

That I got to be

like the rest of them

When did I start wishing I was a little kid? I used to want to grow up so I could do everything. Now that I can do everything I wish I was a kid all over again. I want the kids I see walking in the park to take off the make-up and be kids. You’ll want those years back in a short while.

So here comes the next one,

the next in line

Stay as young you can,

for the longest time

Cause those days flew by

Like a breeze

just passing through

Once, when I was little