Field of Innocence

I still remember the world from the eyes of a child.
Slowly those feelings were clouded by what I know now.
Where has my heart gone?
An uneven trade for the real world.
I want to go back to believing in everything and knowing nothing at all.
I still remember the sun,
Always warm on my back.
Somehow it seems colder now.
Where has my heart gone?
Trapped in the eyes of a stranger.
I want to go back to believing in everything.
Where has my heart gone?
An uneven trade for the real world.
I want to go back to believing in everything.
I still remember.....