Scooters racing down the block
Drawing with pastel-colored chalk
Scolded by my parents for playing too rough
Next thing you know, it's my first day at a job
Now that I'm old
I wish I was told
You may not see, you'd give anything
To be a kid again
Yearning to turn eighteen
Hoping I'm there faster than it seems
An adolescent girl, embarrassed by her mom
I miss her more now that I'm gone
Make time slow down
'Cause looking back now
I see that I'd really give anything
To be a kid again
Scrapes on my knees, wind blowing through my hair
Hey, can you play? So innocently unaware
Sing happy birthday, can taste it, I'm almost there
Oh, to be a kid again
(Cah, Carrie, Carrie, Carrie. Carrie Bug, Carrie Bug, Carrie Bug!)
(Say"Bye bye!" Carolyn. Say"Bye bye!")
(Bye bye Carobyn!)