I have these dreams I'm walking home
Home where it used to be
Everything is as it was
Frozen in front of me
Here I stand six feet small
Romanticizing years ago
But it's a bittersweet feeling
Hearing "wrapped around your finger" on the radio
And these days
I wish I was six again
Oh make me a red cape
I wanna be superman
Oh if only my life was more like 1983
All these things would be more like they were at the start of me
Had it made in 83
Thinking about my brother Ben
I miss him everyday
He looks just like his brother John
But on an eighteen month delay
Here I stand six feet small
And smiling because I'm scared as hell
Kind of like my life is like a sequel to a movie
Where the actors' names have changed
Oh well these days
I wish I was six again
Oh make me a red cape
I wanna be superman
Oh if only my life was more like 1983
All these things would be more like they were at the start of me
If my life was more like 1983
Plot a course to the source of the purest little part of me
And most my memories have escaped me
Or confused themselves with dreams
If heaven's all we want it to be
Send your prayers to me care of 1983
You can paint that house a rainbow of colors?
Rip out the floorboards
And replace the shutters
But that's my plastic in the dirt
Whatever happened to my?
Whatever happened to my?
Whatever happened to my?
Whatever happened to my lunch box?
When came the day that it got
Thrown away
And don't you think I should have had some say in that decision?
If only my life...
If only my life...
If only my life...
