I believe in childlike thought Hold it dear that youthful cheer I believe it can't be bought Don't lose the glad you youthful clad But it happened Yeh it happened Oh I lost the sight of all that's so divine And it happened Yeh it happened No longer young, but grown and far too compromised I remember July noons The sun would sprawl in my backyard Kids would come from neighborhoods We used to chalk on my sidewalk Too young to know or even care For the prime of war and crime The songs we'd sing and loved to share Kept our smiles wild and wide But it happened Yeh it happened Oh I lost the sight of all that's so divine And it happened Yeh it happened No longer young, but grown and far too compromised