| All my hopes and dreams | |
| Scattered like ashes | |
| Up in flames | |
| A quiet disaster | |
| One day something went wrong | |
| Everything changed | |
| Now we're patching these holes | |
| In our souls where a ball and chain | |
| We were better off when we were little children | |
| When our faith came as easy as breathing | |
| When we dreamed we could fly | |
| Hope was shining in our eyes | |
| We were better off when we were little children | |
| We used to fill our days | |
| Running just to pass time | |
| Now life's a race | |
| We're running just to survive | |
| Now our bones are tired | |
| And I have grown weary | |
| There were dreams in my mind | |
| Dreams I could see so clearly | |
| We were better off when we were little children | |
| When our faith came as easy as breathing | |
| When we dreamed we could fly | |
| Hope was shining in our eyes | |
| We were better off when we were little children | |
| Where did you go | |
| Simple little heart of mine | |
| Feels like every year | |
| You're a little more hard to find | |
| We were better off when we were little children | |
| When our faith came as easy as breathing | |
| When we dreamed we could fly | |
| Hope was shining in our eyes | |
| We were better off when we were little children |