Wouldn't it be nice,
to just jump around,
with nothing on your mind?
Or wouldn't it be nicer,
to gaze at the sky,
knowing that someone out there is gazing back?
I've never felt the sweetest thing in life,
yet somehow I knew,
that feeling is within me all this while.
Why is it so weird,
that when we grew up,
we're further apart?
My memories of you are so vivid,
they're aching inside,
our childhood,
our playtimes.
why must you change,
when everything's perfect?
Wouldn't it be nice,
to just jump around,
with nothing on your mind?
Like we were,
Once upon a time.
