Younger DaysI feel the rain on my skinA gentle touch, a cool caressMy mother calls me inI feel the hot summer daysThe smothering sunThe brightest raysOf a day just begunI was just a childSo much I did not knowI played a little wildWhere did those days go?I got older, I grew upI'm just a little busyA lot in my cupAh, I feel dizzySo much to doSo much to seeSometimes I don't knowWho I should beWhere is the smile on my face?Where is the laughter in the air?Where is that one little place?When everyone really did care . . . . .