We were just simple kids, the leaves were falling down
Awed by the patterned sky, our backs were on the ground
The sun was rising, the air was cool as night
On the horizon, they looked with pride
But now that I'm older, the tune's not what it was
Why tell the children they can't do the things they love?
But now that I'm older, the tune's not what it was
Why starve the people now that harvest has begun?
Growin' up
Should not be givin' up
We should be dreamers, or never dream at all
Like the believers that we were that fall
The sun was setting, said "Don't let your light go out"
Now you're forgettin' mother calls aloud
But now that I'm older, the tune's not what it was
Why tell the children they can't do the things they love?
But now that I'm older, the tune's not what it was
Why starve the people now that harvest has begun?
Growin' up
Should not be givin' up