In my private cinema went on a mind vacation

Shuffling the deck of juvenile imagination

Animation for the nation, there’s no need to change the station

Ready? Action! What a ride! Maybe I should go outside

On a bluetooth wooden horse, chasing streets and racing thoughts

Almost lost my grip and cool, what a throwback to those school days

I can’t believe how time flies, a haze

Adulthood came in a disguise

As I’m moving forward, I’m missing the boy

Remember when it was the opposite way?

I’m still making faces and playing with toys

But now my heart is a hunter, and you know what they say

Met a girl in a bar, said she doesn’t live that far

Shared a smile, perhaps a drink, must not be the first one to blink

You gotta talk the talk, or better sing

And walk the walk, or better dance the swing

As I’m moving forward, I’m missing the boy

Remember when it was the opposite way?

I’m still pulling braids to get a response

But now my heart is a hunter, and you know what they say

Sometimes I still think of the days when it was easy to believe

In all that they would call romantic, foolish, hopeful or naive

But what’s a man if not a dreamer with the hopes and dreams he holds?

Where do the swans fly when the channel gets too cold?

I can’t get…