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I Miss Those Days . . .
When did we change,
From throwing paper planes,
And driving wooden trains,
To this ?
And when did we grow,
From angels in the snow,
To lots of things we didn't know,
To this ?
Can you put your finger on the day,
When we never again did play,
Our childhood wasted away,
To this ?
And when did we get taller,
Our dreams got smaller,
So now the only thing that's left in life,
Is this ?
Sitting in my room,
Staring out of the window,
Looking at those merrily playing kids,
I think .
Those days are gone .
Those are now a memory .
I remember those days and sigh .
If I could go back to those days !
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From throwing paper planes,
And driving wooden trains,
To this ?
And when did we grow,
From angels in the snow,
To lots of things we didn't know,
To this ?
Can you put your finger on the day,
When we never again did play,
Our childhood wasted away,
To this ?
And when did we get taller,
Our dreams got smaller,
So now the only thing that's left in life,
Is this ?
Sitting in my room,
Staring out of the window,
Looking at those merrily playing kids,
I think .
Those days are gone .
Those are now a memory .
I remember those days and sigh .
If I could go back to those days !
© All Rights Reserved
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