i was just a child thinking childish thoughts laying in the streets that watched me grow summer left and dark skies came the nights were cold and the winds had changed you wrapped me up in my warmest winter clothes i was young and blind to the wars that we were in my mother held a shield across my chest time came along and told me nothing will be so easy again and taught me how bittersweet the world can be oh one day when i m old with the past behind me will you take me back to the days when i was young and free oh one day when i m old with the past behind me i wanna lay down in the shade of the same old sycamore tree once i met a man standing by the river bank his eyes were blue and his hair was jet black falling in love was a mystery that i had been known to doubt a puzzle that no one could ever figure out oh he looked at me in a way a way that i couldn t ignore he touched me in a way no one ever had before i was always afraid afraid to face the truth that every day i d move on further and further from my youth  but that s just the way it is like a bud turning into a rose we watched it bloom and wilt it s just the way it goes but that s just the way it is like a bud turning into a rose we watched it bloom and wilt it s just the way life goes 