I've these dreams I'm walking home

Home where it used to be

And everything is as it was

Frozen in front of me

Here I stand, six feet small

Romanticizing years ago

But it's a bittersweet 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 eighteen-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

The plot a course to the source of the

Purest little part of me

And 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 colors

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