You were playing outside with your friend
There wasn't much on your mind
You were making war with your friend
Your innocent little minds
Do you really believe everything's gonna be all right?
Am I stupid? And then you're growing older
Your fantasy and your imagination have to make place for your wisdom
Your knowledge and to many explanations
You must go to school
Satisfy your parents
You have to be cool, or you'll have no friends
And then you're going to live on your own, realising there must be money to pay the rent
So you apply for a silly job, but get rejected 'you're not what we were looking for'
Your dreaming of the days that you were younger
You didn't have to worry 'bout a thing
Three meals a day, a mom who does your laundry
Daddy takes you to a field and plays ball with you