Innocence is lost

Collecting the toys, the tattoo, the cards,
That hide and seek team waiting in the backyards,
Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost.

Laying on the mother's lap and gazing the stars,
With our super bicycles chasing the cars,
Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost.

Those Heavy school books, that heavy school bag,
No worries about future and never a looking back,

Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost

That dance in the rain, that hypothetical stomach pain,
Those funny toon movies, those stare at the planes.
Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost

A sudden fever on Monday or just before a test,
B'day cakes and candies were all time best,
Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost

Doing some mistake and then hiding from the Mom,
A feel of triumph when DAD was back home,
Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost

Hurry to school, Hurry to home,
Hurry to play, now only Hurry is left alone,
The time kept going and we kept growing,

Unknowingly somewhere that childishness was narrowing,
And today I suddenly felt that INNOCENCE is LOST