Decades ago
Swinging in the tree
Outside number 4 Gael place
Our eyes filled with glee
The innocence of youth
Grass stains on my jeans
Riding bikes around the cul-de-sac
Playing cricket in the street
We played cricket in the street
And there were grass stains on my jeans
Grass stains on my jeans!
Grass stains on
And outside the Simpson's house
Their garden was built for us
And I lay there with my chin in the soil
The smell of mum's cooking, it wafted down the street
Mixed with the smell of that damp earth
And there were grass stains on my jeans!
Grass stains on my jeans!
And we played cricket in the street!
Grass stains on my jeans!
And we played cricket in the street!
Grass stains on my jeans
And we played cricket in the street