There s a kid inside
and I have him with me always
there s a kid inside
walking down old high school hallways
there s a kid inside
at a deskat a dancein the hallsin the showers
there s a kid inside
to this very day
and he makes a try for that high pop fly
that I fumble one september
and he makes a fuss
over some A plus
that I shouldn t still remember
and he goes along
getting hurtgetting madfighting fights that are over
and unless I m strong
all my senses are carried away
I could fell my hand
my tremblin hand
on the shelf angora sweather
I can hear my band
that awful bandonly now it sounds much better
I can see the kid
the kid I use to be
on the stageon the fieldon the lunch line
I can feel him tugging at me
every time I think I don t care I blink
and he s there again
he s there again
fighting ancient wrongs
humming old hit songs in my head
singing come alongcome along
come along for the ride
to a time and place
I could not forget if I tried
and I never know when the breeze ll blow
with a rush of old sensation
why the kid should wake
and my heart should ache
everytime I smell carnations
something rings the bell
any thing at all
all it takes is a slam of a locker
of the switch from summer or fall
a change in season
seems better than reason
but there he goes
he s there again
fighting ancient wrong
humming old hit songs in my head
singing come alongcome along
come along for the ride
to a time and place
I could not for get if I try
there he goes again
hummin his songs
he s there again
there s a kid inside
hummin his songs
he s there again
there s a kid inside

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