7 years old
When I was seven years oldA short little boyI said I would marry my mom
When I held her handWhen I was in her armsI was as comfortable as I could be
After growing a bit taller and turning twenty years oldYou and I fell in loveI held her hand and I was in her armsBut in the end, we broke up
After walking more in life and maturingI began to calculate when it came to loveThe times I loved you innocentlyI long for those days more today
After a lot of time passes and the seasons changesWe will grow that much apart
The promise of caring for you and protecting youHas become just a memory
After walking more in life and maturingI began to calculate when it came to loveThe times I loved you innocentlyI long for those days more today
I keep thinking of you more todayIf you and I were still in loveI long for you even more today
When I was seven years oldA short little boyI want to go back to those days