We used to paint petals in the sky
Jump around on trampolines and never go inside
We'd wake up in the morning and decide
what we would - for the rest of our lives
But the rest of our lives came quickly
Times is hard without you here
to go back to the younger days
I wonder if you're wandering outside
Still tracing with your fingers all the colors in the sky
I'm looking out my window for a clue
Leaving a sign and hoping it finds you
Times is hard without you here
to go back to the younger days