I had some time to think about the past
The smiles,the tears,the unbroken trust;
That time of life when we all were naive
And yet we had the time of our lives.
We had not a care in this whole wide world
Would end up like this,who coulda foretold?
Our lives were simple and our biggest worries-
Were about the heroes in adventure stories.
We should have known it was too good to last
Those days are memories covered with dust
Now even in victory we cannot seem to win
Can’t seem to fight off the demons within.
Perhaps we changed,perhaps we lost our faith
Maybe that’s the reason our love turned to hate
Perhaps all we need to do is find the kid within
Perhaps we need to stop always trying to win.
Maybe if we weren’t too busy hunting glory
We could have had our own Cinderella stories:
Too late for a fairy tale for this world weary traveller
Too late for “and everyone lived happily ever after.”