i've got the pictures of the memories
of running with the gang
black and white on paper
but in my head the colors never fade

that was before
when nothing else
took precedence over saving the world

we used to draw lines in the sand
that none of us would dare to cross

we'd go on secret missions to stop the villian's plan
at any cost

when was the last time you
you laughed so hard you cried?

don't let these days fly by
cuz you can't turn back time
[no matter] how hard you try

thought of giving up on being grown
there's too much life to live before you're old
i'm finally giving up on being grown
there's too much life to live before you're old

when was the last time you
you laughed so hard you cried?