where are those happy days.

where are those happy days. where are those happy days...do i miss them... Where are those happy days full of our kiddish ways with no thought for tomorrow and no cause for sorrow those days gone by with no reason to cry with no worry at all happily on the floor you'd crawl that's the best age by far when you get no hurt nor scar with wide eyes you look like an angel out of a fairy book there's no caste nor creed nor any cause for greed you get all you want not caring how it's got why worry when there are elders to care and create shelters that time you never knew that when you also grew that rosy world of yours would fade bringing cold reality in it's place it's one of nature's jokes kids want to become big blokes while the big ones always say where are those happy days..