I really miss, those innocent times, ohh
But now my sorrow, has taken control
As I look around, I pray Lord be kind
It seems that time, has placed me here
And when I grow old, will I once again find
Ohh
(Ooh)
I used to feel, joy in my soul
I was a child, born without fear
Just one more taste of, those innocent times
All of those sweet, innocent times?
With no freedom to laugh, there's more reason to cry
As I look around, I pray Lord be kind
Just one more taste of, those innocent times