has it really been so longnthat wenforget what it meant to be youngnas life goes onnremember when we were youngnall the things we could donused to think the world was oursnwhen did that change for you?ncan you recallnyour first romancenhow innocent it felt to dance,nbut why does itnchange over timenremember when we were young,nall the things we could do,nused to think the world was oursnwhy did that change for you?nremember when we were youngneverything felt so realnis it too late to trynand remember how that feelsnremember when we were youngnall the things we could doni knew the world was oursnwhen did that change for youni remember when we were youngneverything was so realnit's not too late to trynto remember how that feels