Woorden: Brian Kennedy. Won't You Take Me Home. Goin' Back.

I think I?m goin? back
To the things I learned so well in my youth
I think I?m returning to those days
When I was young enough to know the truth

Now there are no games
To only pass the time
No more colouring books
No Christmas bells to chime
But thinking young and growing older is no sin
And I can the game of life to win

I can recall a time when I wasn?t ashamed to reach out to a friend
And now I think I?ve got a lot more than a skipping rope to mend
Now there?s more to do than watch my sailboat glide
And every day can be my magic carpet ride
And I can play hide and seek with my fears
And live my days instead of counting my years

Let everyone debate the true reality
I rather see the world the way it used to be
A little bit of freedom?s all we lack
So catch me if you can I?m goin? back

I?m goin? back, I?m goin? back, goin? back, goin? back, goin? back