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I've these dreams I'm Walking home Home when it used to be And everything is As it was Frozen in front of me Here I stand Six feet small Romanticizing years ago It's a bitter sweet feeling hearing: "Wrapped Around Your Finger" On the radio And these days I wish I was six again Oh make me a red cape I wanna be Superman Oh, if only my life was more like 1983 All these things would be more like they were at the Start of me Had it made in 83 Thinking 'bout my brother Ben I miss him every day He looks just like his brother John But on an 18 month delay Here I stand Six feet small And smiling 'cause I'm scared as hell Kind of like my life is like a sequel to a movie Where the actor's names have changed, oh well Well these days I wish I was six again Oh make me a red cape I wanna be Superman Oh, if only my life was more like 1983 All these things would be more like they were At the start of me If my life was more like 1983 I'd plot a course to the source of the purest little part of me At most my memories Have escaped me Or confused themselves with dreams If heaven's all we want it to be Send your prayers to me Care of 1983 You can paint that house a rainbow of colours Rip out the floorboards Replace the shutters but That's my plastic in the dirt Whatever happened to my Whatever happened to my Whatever happened to my lunchbox? When came the day that it got thrown away And don't you think I should have had some say In that decision? If only my life If only my life If only my life If only my life If only my life If only my life If only my life If only my life