Why can't it be.

It was the week of 8/17/2009,
and we were all wanting back our good ol' times,
Back those many years when we were all kids,
Makin up games, an gettin' our kicks.
Life these days seems like livings done,
Giving up what makes us fun.
Well all the adults say it's a part of life,
But I say that's a rotten lie.

We used run around play hide and seek,
We couldn't lift a darn heavy thing,
Used to build forts and eat mac'n'cheese,
Then we'd go outside and climb the trees,
That was back in the good ol' days,
When we didn't have to worry about bills to pay.
Life was simple we had fun livin',
Each new day a surprise we were given.

Chorus
Now why--- can't it be--,
All of that time we felt free--.
Our unexperienced eyes,
were surprised at everything we saw,
We enjoyed the sunsets, and snow falling,
And there was halloween in the fall,
Now why--- can't it be--, back the way it was,
Back when we didn't know anything.