As fleeting as the scent of violets

Charming as a lover's gaze

Penetrating as the eye of sun that stares the night to day

A fruit from my mother's garden

A wink from my father's eye

Tucked under weedy passages that keep me digging for why

Oh my childhood

The memories I keep

The ones that lose me sleep

Like something burning in the distance

Oh my childhood

Is like a long lost friend

Like a feather in the wind

Keeps coming home again

A whisper underneath the covers

A tune that never leaves my head

Voices from the other room that comfort me inside my bed

A light underneath the doorway

An old shoe that still fits

The genie of my soul that always offers one more wish

Oh my childhood

The memories I keep

The ones that lose me sleep

Like something burning in the distance

Oh my childhood

Is like a long lost friend

Like a feather in the wind

Keeps coming home again

Sometimes she knocks and I don't answer

Sometimes she laughs and I don't smile

I may be older now but I'm not wiser

To refuse this child

As fleeting as the scent of violets

Charming as a lover's gaze

Penetrating as the eye of sun that stares the night to day

A fruit from my mother's garden

A wink from my father's eye

The power and the innocence that rock me through the night

Oh my childhood

The memories I keep

The ones that lose me sleep

Like something burning in the distance

Oh my childhood

Is like a long lost friend

Like a feather in the wind

Keeps coming home again