It's been at least 20 years or more
since my family lived on this street..
Now here I am being carried back in time
by my own two feet..

Things around me seem to come alive
as they were in the past..
I see myself as a little boy back when
time didn't move so fast..

Here I am at the place where I used to live..

I watched these homes being built..
I played in dirt from the plows..
the tree we planted back in '65
is taller than the house..

This neighborhood seemed bigger then,..
we were always taking hikes..
my friends and I used to ride up and down
these streets on our banana bikes..

Going back to the place where I used to live..

I'm turning back the pages of my life..
all those wonderful memories..
growing up the world was safe and sure,
in the heart of my family..
we're all so much older now, we've gone
our separate ways..
now here I stand like a fool, wishing I
return to those simple days..

I guess it's time that I be on my way,..
I have a long trip ahead..
Passing though this town has been nice
but I'd rather be home instead..

A lifetime lays in front of me..
there's nothing left behind..
it moves quickly forward like a clock
I never can rewind..by going back..
to the place where I used to live..
I'm going back..to the place where I
used to live..