Oh, if only my life was more like the day when I was 4
I felt, I felt, nothing at all, not a worry not a care
I thought, I thought about all that surrounded me
The balloons, the games, the rides
The people, the sounds, the smells, all made my imagination run wild
I hoped, I hoped, I would be tall enough to ride the rollercoaster

I watched the world fly by, as if it was a rollercoaster
Not knowing a thing about it
I listened to words yet never understood what they meant
“He’s too young, he’s too short”
I enjoyed the idea of growing up and being able to conquer new challenges
The day mom no longer has to hold my hand
The day I can move out of her sight without a fear
I spent time with my sister, my brother, my Mom and Dad
I laughed, I cried, I tried to talk
I wanted to become the one within my dreams
Whatever happened to those careless days?