Places I love come back to me like music,
Life is sweeten'd by thy power,
And the fallen years return
The brush of memory paints a canvas fair;
Turn backward the Time
Make me a child, just for to-night!
To re-live the the childhood
To remember the fun
To sneek out and play
To dance my way out to sing my heart out....
Many a summer the grass has grown green,
Blossomed and faded between,
To late night hide-and-seek,
To day light cricket,
To play in garden,
Or a Walk to school,
And laughing through....
Without any hesitation....
Without thinking of outcomes....
Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue,
Just want to relive my childhood!