When I was young I'd get this feeling
Couldn't put my finger on it but I liked it, yes I liked it
Climb this hill and sit for hours
Gaze at the sky and dream about the city below
My friends and I would talk about everything
We made some plans, oh we made some plans

Time went by and everybody went their ways
Left behind all their younger days
I often thought about those dreams we dared
Forgotten promises and the secrets we shared


But all, all we wanted
Was a place we could go
A place that we could call our own

But all, all we wanted
Was a place we could go
A place that we could call our own...