Going Back
I wish we could go back,
To the days where we knew it all.
And if we didn't-our parents did
I wish we could go back
To when our parents asked to talk,
And we weren't in trouble.
I wish we could go back
To when being nice
Was just something we did,
And not just a lucky roll of the dice.
I wish we could go back
To the days when you didn't feel stupid,
For playing on the jungle-gym.
I wish we could go back
To those perfect summer days.
With the wind in our hair,
And our imagination running free
I wish we could go back
To when the world seemed perfect.
All vibrant with color.
I wish we could go back
To the days of playing in the sandbox.
Where our biggest concern,
Was getting sand in our pants.
And most of all, I wish we could go back
To where life was so simple and pure.
To where life was carefree and reckless.
To where life was truely beautiful.
To the days where we knew it all.
And if we didn't-our parents did
I wish we could go back
To when our parents asked to talk,
And we weren't in trouble.
I wish we could go back
To when being nice
Was just something we did,
And not just a lucky roll of the dice.
I wish we could go back
To the days when you didn't feel stupid,
For playing on the jungle-gym.
I wish we could go back
To those perfect summer days.
With the wind in our hair,
And our imagination running free
I wish we could go back
To when the world seemed perfect.
All vibrant with color.
I wish we could go back
To the days of playing in the sandbox.
Where our biggest concern,
Was getting sand in our pants.
And most of all, I wish we could go back
To where life was so simple and pure.
To where life was carefree and reckless.
To where life was truely beautiful.