Do you remember the joy of youth
No problems involved
The summer nights and Christmas Eve
When tears weren't a daily ration
When pain where still a mystery
And crowds were less intimidating
Life just as it should be
But then we woke up
To grow up fast
Somewhere in the middle
We stayed
Somewhere in the middle
They put our place
And mom was crying,
Dad frightened us
Still we're desperately trying to find our way
Back to yesterday
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