You used to be
The outdoor type
Somewhere in between
The grass and sky we would find you
Every waking hour, as the years turned sour
You lost your sense of pride
I understand
I used to be
The outdoor type
You used to be
The outdoor type
Somewhere in between
The grass and sky we would find you
Every waking hour, as the years turned sour
You lost your sense of pride
I understand
I used to be
The outdoor type
Whatever happened to all the games we used to play?
We're up in the cloud, wasting away
Whatever happened to all the games we used to play?
Up in the clouds, wasting away
It's a mountain that I have to climb
What if the fountain was all mine?
It's a mountain that I have to climb
What if the fountain was all mine?
What if the fountain was all mine?
What if the fountain was all mine?
You used to be
The outdoor type
Somewhere in between
The grass and sky we would find you
Every waking hour, as the years turned sour
You lost your sense of pride
I understand
I used to be
The outdoor type