WHEN I WAS A BOY

 

when I was a boy

I would play

night and day

and I could see

a world of make believe

the heroes I wanted to be

when I was a boy

I spoke like a boy

but now those ways

have come to an end

and I couldn’t wait

just to understand

what it means to be a man

when I was a boy

 

when I was a boy

ghost riding my bike

afraid of girls I liked

and I would stare

at the way she wore her hair

at the way she smiled so sweet

when I was a boy

I would stare at the wall

I would wait for her to call

of course she wouldn’t

but maybe she

was waiting on me

waiting on a man

when I was a boy

 

when I was a boy

I would hide

I knew how to escape from danger

and I was aware

even then that the world’s not fair

I wondered why I should care at all

when I was a boy

I merely survived

and surviving turned me

into a man

and now I find

hope, faith, and love abide

but still I long for the time

when I was a boy