Way back when I was capable of love,
When grasses seemed evergreen
And naught looked dangerous nor bad;
Way back back when I was whole
And laughter was what adorned my soul.
Way back when we were free
To swim through the raucous waves,
To ride through the busy highways,
To sing the soothing songs of auld,
To live life to the fullest,
To run through the fields of gold.
Way back when you were still you;
Way back when I was still me.