When I was a child my dreams were so big and lively
I didn't realize how they were so naive.
Now I sit on the ground with my knees drawn to my chest and think,
What can I do that will be best?
What can I do that will finally impress?
impress who though? you?
You don't even see half of my reflection in the mirror,
It's like I have made your vision unclear.
No one's here to dry my tears.
oh to be a child again and have those dreams that were big and naive.
