I wake up exhausted and unlock my phone
Feeling so beaten up and misunderstood
Trying hard to bridge the gap I’ve created
I guess I want back my days of childhood.
I remember the bonfires every winter
Mothers howling over sweaters and scarfs
How we all would run outside to celebrate
Breathing in some rye and sun with open arms.
Where have you been, where would you go?
Dreaming and planning isn’t so safe anymore
I would give anything to have a moment alone
To sit and happily count the ants on the floor.
The world is now a game of connecting dots
Where is my doll, my hair clip, my book?
Why don’t we play chess with dad anymore
Mother, why do I have to learn how to cook?
Do you remember us sitting on that bench
Knees scratched, clothes dirty, yet having fun
The park was our world, the ball our chase
Now the storeroom is locked with toys broken.
Where is the yellow bus carrying our songs
Where is the homework, the heavy backpack
Where are the classmates who we ignored
God, I want all that back, I need all that back.
Bring back the sweets our grandmas made
Bring back the summers spent in the pool
Bring back the giggles under the blankets
Bring back our lives that had no rules.