Far away in the light of day
when we as children played

Prone to run in the setting sun

and slowly fade away

Where where did we go oh

when we lost our shadows

I'll fly through your window
if you tell me a story

of long lost boys and their wooden toys
and mermaids by the sea

Pixie dust and a gust of wind
to sail us through our dreams

Where where did we go oh
when we lost our shadows

I'll fly through your window

if you tell me a story

of when we must all grow up
to the applause of society's mascarade
I find it odd

Where where did we go oh

when we lost our shadows

I'll fly through your window
if you tell me a story now