I Want a Time Machine
I want a time machine
To go back to the little me
Long, hot summer holidays
Running through endless corn mazes
Flying kites on the Caledon farm
Collecting beer bottles by the roadside
Finding old Playboy magazines
No cell phones, just landlines
Back to the days of snail mail
Riding bicycles on county roads
My brother and I are cooking meals
Heading out and climbing trees
Wandering through quiet cemeteries
Days of skateboards and BMX bikes
To a time without responsibilities
No hectic days of social media
Chasing likes and comments
No posting shots, just shooting hoops
Walking my dog alone at night
A peaceful mind, no screen time
A time machine to fly away
From the madness of today
Long drives with rock and roll, cheap gas
Hanging out with friends by the lake
No distractions, just a simple life
