I was a child born so free
It seems that time has put age on me
And when I grow old, will I once again find
All of those sweet, innocent times?

I was a child born without fear
It seems that time has placed me here
With no freedom to laugh, there's more reason to cry
I really miss those innocent times

I used to feel joy in my soul
But now my sorrow has taken control
As I look around I pray, Lord be kind
Just one more taste of those innocent times

As I look around I pray, Lord be kind
Just one more taste of those innocent times
Just one more taste of those innocent times