Remember when the grass was tall And we built castles out of golden straw Our feet were bare, our tangled hair Blew in the humid ocean air The old blue house reflected on The mirrored sky within the silver pond And horses grazed inside a maze Of thistle thorns and barley blades And I'm following a trail, that I've seen in fairy tales But the crumbs I left behind are gone So I'm trusting in my feet, and I'm skipping to a beat Of a heart that's sweet on finding home We rode our bikes out in the rain We felt the jingle of our pocket change Off to explore, the bins galore Of penny candies at the corner store And I'm following a trail, that I've seen in fairy tales But the crumbs I left behind are gone So I'm trusting in my feet, and I'm skipping to the beat Of a heart that's sweet on finding home La la la la la la la la... And I'm following a trail, that I've seen in fairy tales But the crumbs I left behind are gone So I'm trusting in my feet, and I'm skipping to a beat Of a heart that's sweet on finding home La la la la la la la la...