The childhood dreams , the teenage screams
The world so bright, the sun so kind
The things that were easy, nothing was messy
Gone are the days, when the things I wanted came for coins
now the dreams are big,hopes are high..
now struggle has become my sky
Play again, fly again, laugh again, cry again
Fall again, get up again, smile again and fight again
Yes, I want to fly back to my childhood again!