
When we were young
We could be who we wanted to be
Do what we wanted to do
We made faces that only a mother could love
Our imaginations were endless
No one judged us
We enjoyed endless hours of fun
laughing and dancing it up
Oh what we would all give to be there again
Where each day was mindless and timeless
Free and on the run to nowhere
We were all
Crazy Beautiful©
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