When I was a kid I dreamed of tomorrow
Singing songs on the radio
Never knowing all along
They were the days of tomorrow
Give it back now give it back to me
All my friends and all my memories
I miss the days when we were free
Getting back yard bruises on my knees
Summers air and all the conditioning
Breaking bones when I'm falling from trees
Never worry about future mysteries
Where do we go from here
Give it back now give it back to me
All my friends and all my memories
I miss the days when we were free
Getting back yard bruises on my knees
Summers air and all the conditioning
Breaking bones when I'm falling from trees
Never worry about future mysteries
Where do we go from here
I can barely hear you
I can barely hear you
I can barely hear you
I can barely hear you
Where do we go from here