My my, I think time has done a number on us
Wasn’t it just yesterday we were teenagers on the bus?
Piggybacking on fantasies of an endless summer
With ice-cream in one hand and dreams in the other
Walking into a vast world of possibilities
With nothing but time and curiosity
To propel us into the sun
My my, what a number time has done
My my, see how far that we have come
From pondering life at the basketball court
Since my last blind optimism about the future
Since saying goodbye to our last teenage summer
I remember thinking in the sun
Wasn’t it just yesterday that we were born?
My my, see what we’ve become
My my, see what time has done