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I often think of childhood days

when time was still my friend

The glory of our innocence

and how we'd all pretend...

If only we had known the truth

that soon our lives would change

That everything we knew and loved

would all be rearranged...

One day it seems we all grew up

the winds began to blow

We raised our wings into the air

and off we chose to go...

They say you never can go back

you only have today

I hope in time I'll have the chance

to go back home and stay...

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Music by Paul Cardall