I once read a story
  About a world full of love
  Of freedom and glory
  As seen through the eyes of a child
  
  We learned to believe
  That the earth was all
  Ocean and ground
  Though we were soon to see
  That there wasn't
  Enough to go ?round
  
  I saw words and wars
  Though my books had told me
  My life would be one long song
  Man make laws
  Although laws make man
  So uncertain
  So uncertain what's right
  And what's wrong
  
  Confused without reason
  Stumbling helplessly day by day
  It was all so deceiving
  For that child was me
  And I can't find the book anymore
  
  For that child was me
  And I can?t find the book anymore