The Wonder Years (03/02/1998)

Those years where filled with discovery and innocence.
Those were years that did not made a lot of sense.
But when I think back through the images of a photo book
I realize how short those years took.

Life was simple and uncomplicated.
Like the flight of a bird without direction.
Those streets know the youngman they created.
Because they are part of the nation
That saw me be and grow up
'cause those things never let up.

I wish I was back there
With all my cherished friends.
And once more play in the sun
Until my legs are numb.