Toys Songtext
I used to play with lots of toys when I was young
Thought it would last forever, thought it would always be fun
The clock is ticking but I'll hold on tight
To the dreams that keep me dancing through the night
Getting old is rough
Work to live, live to fall
But you swallow down that pill
With a spoonful of salt
Thought it would last forever, thought it would always be fun
The clock is ticking but I'll hold on tight
To the dreams that keep me dancing through the night
Getting old is rough
Work to live, live to fall
But you swallow down that pill
With a spoonful of salt
I miss my toys
I miss the boys
I miss the way things used to be
Now, I'm all grown up
It's not what I dreamed of
I miss the times that were carefree
I'd stay in Neverland with Tinker Bell and Pete
Solve crimes with Batman, have lunch with Bugs Bunny
I'd love to chat with The Hatter and Princess Peach
Run laps with Sonic, have a blast with Crash Bandi
Getting old is rough
Work to live, live to fall
But you swallow down that pill
With a spoonful of salt
I miss my toys
I miss the boys
I miss the way things used to be Now, I'm all grown up
It's not what I dreamed of
I miss the times that were carefree
Getting old is rough
Work to live, live to fall
It's a bitter taste
One that stays in your thoughts
Getting older's tough
Work to live, live to fall
But you swallow down that pill, still
With a spoonful of salt
I miss my toys
I miss the boys
I miss the way things used to be
Now, I'm all grown up
It's not what I dreamed of
I miss the times that were carefree
I miss the boys
I miss the way things used to be
Now, I'm all grown up
It's not what I dreamed of
I miss the times that were carefree
I'd stay in Neverland with Tinker Bell and Pete
Solve crimes with Batman, have lunch with Bugs Bunny
I'd love to chat with The Hatter and Princess Peach
Run laps with Sonic, have a blast with Crash Bandi
Getting old is rough
Work to live, live to fall
But you swallow down that pill
With a spoonful of salt
I miss my toys
I miss the boys
I miss the way things used to be Now, I'm all grown up
It's not what I dreamed of
I miss the times that were carefree
Getting old is rough
Work to live, live to fall
It's a bitter taste
One that stays in your thoughts
Getting older's tough
Work to live, live to fall
But you swallow down that pill, still
With a spoonful of salt
I miss my toys
I miss the boys
I miss the way things used to be
Now, I'm all grown up
It's not what I dreamed of
I miss the times that were carefree
