There's a house where I once played
On a hill so far away
And the walls on which I climbed seem much smaller now

The memories slowly fade
Of the childhood games I played
I sit and watch my son and daughters growing taller day by day

Where are they now?
These memories
As I grow older they fade away

That the big boys often burned
And some friends that I knew then
Would leave for distant lands and not return

And in my childhood dreams
The world was smaller than it seemed
The truth that comes to pass is that reality is here to last

Where are they now?
My dreams are memories
As I grow older they fade away.