When we are small
We believe love will cure all
That good deeds go unpunished
That our dreams will fully flourished.
When we grow up we are pessimists
Flaws in all things exists
People let you down
And all smiles turn into frowns.
But I want to hold on to sunshine
To rainbows, unicorns, all things magically divine.
I want to hold on to you,
Because love and dreams can come true.
I love our childish ways
Gummy bears and cartoons on Sundays
Pizza boxes, no plate
Still believing in what brought us together; fate