Flew on paper planes

Across fields and streams

Never coming back

The road to growing up twist and turns each fall

Teaching me to be strong

We're all a little lost sometimes

Counting sheep in the quiet night

Where should I go tomorrow

Can the light in my heart still guide me on

Or will time slowly devour my dreams bit by bit fading

My imagination away

Childhood dreams

Flew on paper planes

Across fields and streams

Never coming back

The road to growing up twists and turns each fall

Teaching me to be strong

We're all a little lost sometimes

Counting sheep in the quiet night

Where should I go tomorrow

Can the light in my heart still guide me on

Or will time slowly devour my dreams bit by bit fading

My imagination away

We're all a little lost sometimes

Counting sheep in the quiet night

Where should I go tomorrow

Can the light in my heart still guide me on

Or will time slowly devour my dreams bit by bit fade

In my imagination away