Far away in the light of day When we as children played. Prone to run in the setting sun And slowly fade away. Where, where did we go, oh When we lost our shadows? I'll fly through your window If you tell me a story Of long lost boys and their wooden toys And mermaids by the sea, Pixie dust and a gust of wind To sail us through our dreams. Where, where did we go, oh When we lost our shadows? I'll fly through your window If you tell me a story Of when we must all grow up To the applause of society's mascarade. I find it odd. Where, where did we go, oh When we lost our shadows? I'll fly through your window If you tell me a story now.