Time lost

W

alking down the street

I see my old playground

I see the swings, the merry-go-round

Feel the child in me

Jumping with joy

The A of the swing

Singing to me

I rush to the swing

The wooden seat

Scratched by so many kids

Invited me to sit

It wants me to awing along

Saying with the swing

I feel the childhood coming back

Once again I want to fly up in the sky

Want to reach for the stars

I want to dance with the clouds

Make friends with the birds

Higher and higher I go

Move with the speed of light

Faster than air I go

Hair swaying back and forth

I can smell the morning glory too

I can even sway with my one arm

I can be a bird

And fly up in the sky

Nobody to stop me

The only place I want to feel like a child

But the creaking of the swings

Brings me back to this cruel world

Where dreams are crushed

As soon as you see them

Not a moment to live the dream

I pick up my bag

And leave for the darkness

Once more again