• When we were younger,
    In the middle of June
    We'd sit by the fire
    and hum happy tunes.

    When we were younger,
    In the middle of autumn,
    We'd trade cards in the tree house
    And sleep under the stars, quiet as the mouse.

    When we got older,
    and flowers bloomed
    We'd sit oh so silent in our old tree world
    And from the look in his eyes, I knew we were doomed.

    When we got older,
    and snow hit the ground.
    We all found out that he was no longer around

    We all cursed the war,
    And we all cursed the draft
    And then at the graveyard
    We cried with the wind at our backs

    And then we went home
    And we all got older
    And some of us forgot
    But I still remember
    When were younger.