I close the door - hah!
I'm a forest snake...sssssssneaky...
I built this grand skill
I go up to bed
Spraining my ankle - okay...
Yeah - I deserved it
I've never went sky diving
I guess i dunknowhowtodoit and that's what's held me back!
I've always wanted to bunge jump,
but never have cause i dunknowhowtodoit
It amazes me that i can't roller skate
just falling and spraining my ankle cause i dunknowhowtodoit
I really can't read a tape measure
I laughed and joked and always asked someone else
cause i dunknowhowtodoit
I've fallen off a bike and tried riding on the back of a Harley,
but sometimes i feel like i dunknowhowtodoit
I've come a long way in life
I guess if i know how to do something then i won't have to say
I DUN--KNOW--HOW--TO--DO--IT
Saturday afternoon with a few moments to kill
Took a ride by the park up on Dutch Hill
My mind went back to a time and place
When I wore a little boy’s smile on my face
So much had changed since those innocent days
I drifted back through the years where a child plays
I played in the sandbox and rode the swing
Climbed the monkey bars in the Early Spring
I remembered church picnics and being there after dark
Playing cowboys and Indians with my friends in the park
We rode the sliding board and climbed in the trees
Spraining our ankles and skinning our knees
Sometimes we gazed at the stars while we lied on the ground
Or tried to see how fast we could push the merry go round
We learned from each other as we grew up back then
And drifted apart as we became women and men
We played from sun up until it was dark
The best years of our lives were spent at the park
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