18 (Losing Time)

Are you alone on this chilly Sunday morning Snowy hills where footprints were Is there a term for how it feels to be in limbo Losing all sense of you It's such a shame I know you'd love that I'm writing this about you And I wonder if you'll figure out that this song is for you But where did those children go Lost in flashes of memory And we're not those kids no more Losing time ain't easy Ain't easy ain't easy losing time ain't easy Were you awake thinking all last night Of your empty table too Is there a word for the feeling of forgetting The treehouse where no children play It's such a shame I know you'd love that I'm writing this about you And I wonder if you'll figure out that this song is for you But where did those children go Lost in flashes of memory And we're not those kids no more Losing time ain't easy Ain't easy ain't easy losing time ain't easy Chasing geese under cotton candy skies Terrorizing kids so much bigger than Racing through parked cars running from bad guys Mischief in your eyes crashing on bike rides Fixing up scraped knees becoming spy's Staying up all night candy sugar highs But where did those children go Lost in flashes of memory And we're not those kids no more Losing time ain't easy Ain't easy ain't easy losing time ain't easy And we're not those kids no more So blow out our candles