

Tiny hands tracing maps on the bedroom wall
Wondering if the world outside is really that tall
Dreaming of the oceans and the mountains of green
Ready to discover
everything unseen
Then the years fly by
like a summer breeze
Running through the fields,
climbing up the trees
Every single corner has a story to tell (ooh) Growing with the
magic
of a wishing well
And the world opens up so wide (so wide) With a thousand
paths to find
Now there's a new hand holding mine
Underneath the same old sky
And we are happy,
and we are free
Now I look into their eyes and I see it all
Building tiny castles, waiting for the autumn fall
It feels like only yesterday I was just that small (mmm-hmmm)
And the world opens up so wide
With a thousand paths to find
Now there's a new hand holding mine
Underneath the same old sky (yeah)
And we are happy,
and we are free
Just like yesterday... (just like yesterday)