8 acessos
A D Dsus2 A
I think I'm going back to the things I learnt so well in my youth
D Dsus2 A
I think I'm returning to those days when I was young enough to know the truth
F#m C#m
Now there are no games To only pass the time
F#m A
No more colouring books No Christmas bells to chime
D Dsus2 A D Dsus2 A
But thinking young and growing older is no sin And I can't play the game of life to win
D Dsus2 A
I can recall a time When I wasn't ashamed to reach out to a friend
D Dsus2 A
And now I think I've got A lot more than just my toys to lend
F#m C#m
Now there's more to do Than watch my sailboat glide
F#m A
And every day can be My magic carpet ride
D Dsus2 A
And I can play hide and seek with my fears
D Dsus2 A
And live my days instead of counting my years
F#m C#m
Then everyone debates The true reality
F#m A
I'd rather see the world The way it used to be
D Dsus2 A D Dsus2
A little bit of freedom's all we lack So catch me if you can
A
I'm going back