When days were longer and the sun wasn’t as hot
Looking forward to summer and playing all day long
Danced and played in the rain
Running around, sweaty but with a huge smile on my face
Climb trees, scraped my knees
Flew a kite, learned how to ride a bike
Roller blading and falling and getting back up to try again
Yes, I remember those wonderful days
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I scraped my knee again.
Mom is going to be angry.
She’s going to count to ten
So I’ll enter the house, ending my play abruptly.
My knee already hurts but she’ll still scold me.
I’ll get banished to my room like Rapunzel trapped in the tower.
She’ll ground me indefinitely
Though I don’t know what that means.
All I know is that it would be more than an hour.
So instead of telling mom that I scraped my knee
I’ll keep this a secret and just wash the wound completely.
Mom doesn’t need to know so I can continue playing.
That sounds like a good plan, that’s all I’m saying.
Sometimes I pretend I was someone else
To escape this reality for a while.
I could be an astronaut
Or an actress playing these parts.
I could be the hero
Or the villain
The one saving the dragon
Or the dragon itself.
I pretend, to keep sane
I’ve been going in circles since I decided to let you go
I’ve been forwards and backwards
Up and down
Just to get away from my feelings for you.
You got me tongue tied
Heart beating a thousand miles an hour
But I’m through
Cause you’ve played me before
And I’m no longer playing the game.
So despite going in circles,
I know I’ll find my way out of it soon.
I hear the strings being tickled to sing
Their melody is happiness to me
As each chord is struck to form a symphony
My loneliness is washed away
Why is it that I wonder what I feel I could be?
To do what I love and maybe love what I do
To be able to do what some are able to
To work buy don’t feelit as work
To pursue what I feel fits me truly
In this world of practicality
I wonder what might have been
Or what could be
If I do what I truly want
It starts with love
And then we score
We go to deuce and some advantage
And on we go
Until we’re back to love
It took me forever for me to write a song
Write a song for you
And now it’s done I stand here waiting
For a moment
For that moment
To sing this song to you
I climb the Eiffel tower
They say I’m over my head or going under.
I dream of lollipop rainbows and unicorns at play
They say I’m being childish, getting worse every day.
I guess this is true
But if you lose your imagination,
Where and what does that leave you?
Oh my what a mess this is!
I’m playing but looks like he fell
See I’m in no hurry and so is he
But he’s dead beat serious
While I’m just chillin’
No frillies, no butterflies
No chills down the spine
No spark, not even a firefly
Feelings grow strong but it can fall apart
I’m sure I’ll break him when the time comes
But my goodness I wonder if he knows
How far he’s fallin’ already