Greenacre Hill from Bronco Bullfrog by Bronco Bullfrog

Not long ago when we were young
And every morning held a new surprise that sparkled in our eyes
Ride our bikes across the field
Throwing pebbles in a winding stream and living in a dream
With no thoughts about tomorrow to get in our way
I wish it could still be that day

You’ll never find this kind of happiness again
You’ll never know how slow your life has really been

Our ball’s gone over next door’s fence
Drag us kicking out into the street with blisters on our feet
Close your eyes and count to ten
Then you’ll find me hiding up a tree and I’ll take you home for tea
And every single moment is a joy to behold
Make the most before you get old
You’ll never find this kind of happiness again
You’ll never know how slow your life has really been

In the full bloom of youth you discover the truth
But the days and years wash it away
And you clutter your mind with the date and the time
And forget about yesterday
Don’t forget about yesterday

I’m talkin’ ‘bout Greenacre Hill
I wanna see the sunshine in your eyes
I wanna be a bluebird in the sky
The way it used to be
Why does anything have to change
Why can’t everything stay the same

Mr Jones comes out to see us
From the shelter of the yard
Lights his pipe and wipes his glasses
Opens up his birthday card

Not long ago when we were young
And every morning held a new surprise that sparkled in our eyes
Now in the autumn of our years
And half-forgotten memories cos that’s what living is

• Rock
• United Kingdom