Return the Childhood

Didn't see the days gone by so Quickly. Blinding pages we used to fill in weekly. Time is slipping like water through the fingers. And you lost me, can't turn it back. But we long for chasing what really matters. Body trapped between photographs and letters. And we play songs our favorite singers. Dancing to the old-timey strains. I wish I could return my childhood years. When I was playing on the stairs. Where all my friends were true and I were Fair. And all my life was really good. I wish I could escape my adult troubles. And find myself in childhood flooring puzzles. When wounded knees don't hurt and joy just doubles. I would return it if I could, if I Could. We are trying to summon who never cares. Staring into our love affair. We don't feel that our hearts are beating. We are getting used to the pain. We miss childhood, touching it at a distance. Keeping albums with that lovely incense. We can never stop time because it's fleeting. We are trying harder in vain. I wish I could return my childhood years. When I was playing on the stairs. Where all my friends were true and I were Fair. And all my life was really good. I wish I could escape my adult troubles. And find myself in childhood flooring puzzles. When wounded knees don't hurt and joy just doubles. I would return it if I could, If I could. I Wish I could return my childhood years. When I was playing on the stairs. Where all my friends were true and I were Fair. And all my life was really good. I wish I could escape my adult troubles. And find myself in childhood flooring puzzles. When wounded knees don't hurt and joy just doubles. I would return it if I could, If I could.