Not to say it was sweeter
It was a long time ago
But we carried ourselves much better
We never looked down our nose
I remember standing in line
Time has gotten behind us
Well, of course that's how it works
But time doesn't have to be so fixed
We can revamp every first
I remember standing in line
I think the hours rule us most of all
I think reflections fool us most of all
They seem to give us the slip
They seem to slip us at a roundabout
At a roundabout, the age where everything is fun
They seem to give us the slip
They seem to slip us at a roundabout
At a roundabout, the age where everything is fun
I believe in childhood
I believe it still exists
And I deserve childhood
I don't think there's such a risk
And you deserve childhood
You deserve it most of all
And she deserves childhood
She has the ways, the wherewithal
'Cause we were made for childhood
We were built to maintain this
And we can live in childhood if we want to