We were free and easy then
Our minds were maps and we were the ones who drew them
Our minds were maps and we were the ones who drew them
Paint would laugh
We were giddy and silly
The world was our oyster – we were the pearls
Delicate little pearls
We danced feverishly
We danced in the rain and through the falling leaves
In the early hours of the morning, through late ones on a
summer’s eve
The sun would want to go to bed, we just wanted to laugh
We were steam engines
Everything was glad of us
Keys to our hearts fit locks all over town
We were free and easy then
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