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I still remember the world from the eyes of a child
Slowly those feeling were clouded by what I know now
Where has my heart gone
An uneven trade for the real world
Oh I, I want to go back to
Believing in everything and knowing nothing at all
I still remember the sun always warm on my back
Somehow it seems colder now
Where has my heart gone
Trapt in the eyes of a stranger
Oh I, I want to go back to
Believing in everything always

I still remember.....