The summers are soaring
I'm going back to those days
The oak tree is calling
I'm going back to those days
Shadows of yesterday frozen in time
Shadows of yesteryear etched on my mind
With three wheels I ride faster than the wind
Our toys come to life dancing while we sleep
I long for the safety of those walls
The innocent days in the house on the hill
The snowflakes are falling
I'm going back to those days
On the rockface I'm drawing
I'm going back to those days
Carelessly we'd roll the time away
This endless summer sun illuminates those days
With three wheels I ride faster than the wind
Our toys come to life dancing while we sleep
I long for the safety of those walls
The innocent days in the house on the hill