| Woke on the wrong side of the bed
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| A million details in my head,
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| All tryin to bring me down
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| They call this living but I’m not sure,
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| The whole thing goes by like a blur
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| Wish I could slow it down and do you ever look in your childrens eyes
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| To a simpler place in time when we could
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| Spin in circles til we fall down laughing
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| All your days begin and end in make believe and just pretend
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| Running barefoot in the rain, oh life was just a game
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| I’d trade all this real just to feel, like a kid again
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| When did my innoncence get lost,
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| Where did I lose the girl that thought
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| That nothing was too far
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| Sometimes it’s all so serious,
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| I’d like to rent a yellow bus and drive into the stars
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| And turn off the world for a day or two
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| Without a single thing to do but maybe,
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| Walkin on the beach, playing in the sand,
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| Countin all the stars, playing kick the can
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| Running in the sprinkler until it’s almost dark,
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| Buying candy bars and putting fireflies in jars
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| Walkin on the beach, playing in the sand,
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| Countin all the stars, playing kick the can
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| Running in the sprinkler until it’s almost dark,
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| Buying candy bars and putting fireflies in jars |