When I need a place to hide, there's a world deep inside
Away from all this madness
When there's hate all around, there's a place that I have found
Away from all the sadness

I return to the days of my youth;
When to dream was all that was expected of you
And you could run and play the day away...

Is this the great wisdom of childhood?
These memories and dreams...
The place we regress when reality isn't what it seems
We embraced the song in youth
Lacking the knowledge that experience brings
Now that we have come of age will we comprehend these things?

If the walls around your soul are closing in to take their toll
And you cannot fight the pain
If your time is running out and your heart is full of doubt
You feel there's nothing left to gain

Just return to the days of your youth
When to dream was all that was expected of you
And you could run and play the day away

This is the great wisdom of childhood
These memories and dreams...
The place we regress when reality isn't what it seems
We embraced the song in youth
Lacking the knowledge experience brings
Now that we have come of age we can comprehend these things...