When I Was A Child

When I was a child

the days whispered by

in a half-seen memory of an angel's flight

People used to say -

You'll be old before your age

My bitter laughter would ring out at them

Once I was a child on the outside

Now I am a child on the inside

Sometimes I cry

I used to be a child

Sitting by a stream,

the night breeze shone on me

I swore to never leave

Once there was a boy

A breeze flew past

through our laughter

Now there's no time

for sitting by a stream

I've got other things on my mind

Now there is no boy

I've left him in the past

along with my love

When I was a child

the days whispered by

in a half-seen memory of an angel's flight

People used to say -

You'll be old before your age

My bitter laughter would ring out at them

Once I was a child in the daytime

Now I am a child of the nighttime

Sometimes I cry

I used to be a child