Who We Are

You should have seen me,

when I was just a lad.

How I could drive that train,

up and down the line.

How I could fly that plane,

high into the sky,

and bring it down again.

How I was the Captain

of an ocean liner.

Riding the waves,

never a Captain finer.

You should have seen me,

when I was just a lad.

Was nothing I couldn’t do.

Take a rocket to the stars,

stop off for tea on Mars.

I was the Lone Ranger,

I was Cookie.

I was Elvis Presley,

I was Hop along Cassidy.

You should have seen me,

when I was just a lad.

My fantasies were reality,

of cause they were.

For it was only as a man,

my childhood door closed.

The untrue kicked in,

my longings never exposed.

Only now do I see,

we are not who we are.

Time and life lost the key,

of who we wanted to be.

The driver, the pilot, the

Captain, are only a thought away.

Now I see the real me,

and the wanting to go free.

We are who we are,

what ever that might be.