I don't believe in fairy tales
Now that I've seen behind the veil
No pot of gold, no man upstairs
Just piles of bills and unanswered prayers
I was a kid once
I was a kid once
But kids grow up
They ask their silly questions
Till they know too much
Would I want to give
To lift back them
Bright-eyed and easy
Naive again
She came my way
One bright spring day
A picnic bench
A red bouquet
No wedding bell
No big parade
The flowers died
I cried and cried
I cried and cried
I was a kid once
But kids grow up
They ask their silly questions
Till they know too much
No getting back
That innocence
When love was easy
Naive again
Naived again
Naive again
Naive again
How long have your lonely life been



Have you thought my mind



From the pain
And see
Your and his
Better days
And say
Where their love


Naive again
Naive again
That
All that I've known, my childhood home
They packed it up, a moving truck
My parents' plans, their shaky hands
In order age, they turn the page
We are what kids want, but kids grow up
They ask their silly questions till they know too much
When it's said and done
When it's said and done
We'll reach the end
And we'll wish we were naive again
And we'll wish we were naive again