I can hear them laughing now
even in my sleep
Their lives are still carefree, easy
Full of hopeless dreams
Oh to be a child again
Full of loving grace
Then, I would be happy
My soul would be at peace
Jobs kill the inner child
Something which can never be replaced
Just a shell of ones former self
lives lived in haste
Although some dreams are not hopeless
Most are never reached
due to dissuasive people
against dreams they've preached
So enjoy your youth
leaders of tomorrow
Because once youth is lost
life brings only sorrow..
