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I keep to myself

what I might share with others

but they don't seem to understand

I open my mouth

to rediscover

that I don't have the words at my command

holding out

for a world so much better

but I'm a stranger in a stranger's land

all my friends have sold out

couldn't handle the pressure

counting their blessings trying to salvage what they can

Children say - children say

we open our minds as one

but one more day - slips away

why don't the dreams of the young never come to be

When I overhear

my parents conversations

well I'm struck by the things they say

it seems they traded the years

for mere complications

who ever thought it could end this way

they close the door

but they can't lock it

'cause something of their childhood remains

and they've felt it before

when the man in their pocket

counted the cost of their material gains

Children say - come what may

be strong for the friends you've known

but one fine day - (not) far away

will we remember the love we used to own

Children say - children say

we open our minds as one

as one more day slips away

why don't the dreams of the young never come to be

Well you knew what I was saying

but did you know what it meant

when you saw that look in my eye

did you know it was heaven sent

was it all a waking dream

all that time we must have spent

well I guess it must have been

somehow that feeling came and went

Children say - come what may

be strong for the friends you've known

but one fine day - (not) far away

will we remember the love we used to own

Children say - children say

we open our minds as one

as one more day - slips away

why don't the dreams of the young never come to be

Children say - children say

we thought it would never go

as one more day - slips away

who ever thought we could be so lonely