A lifetime Ago

That to me wasn't just a few years ago,

I'd love to fall asleep and have this back tomorrow,

To me it seems like a lifetime ago,

I never thought happiness was something we could outgrow

I was the little kid who rang the doorbell,

Woke you by stomping up the stairwell.

We'd make boats out go sticks,

Build houses out of straw and bricks,

We would hide behind trees,

And make fun of white cheddar cheese,

As we played monopoly on the floor,

And turned the tree-house into a convince store.

That to me wasn't just a few years ago,

I'd love to fall asleep and have this back tomorrow,

To me it seems like a lifetime ago,

I never thought happiness was something we could outgrow