We jumped from swings
We banged our knees
We jumped in sand pits
We climbed the trees
We stamped in puddles
Played in dirt
Mum kissed it better
If we were hurt
We scrumped for fruit
Played out all day
We knocked on doors
And we ran away
Now we are older
Struggle up the stairs
Wear our soft slippers
And relax in our chairs
Playtime still calls us
Where shall we start
We may now be older
But still young at heart

We banged our knees
We jumped in sand pits
We climbed the trees
We stamped in puddles
Played in dirt
Mum kissed it better
If we were hurt
We scrumped for fruit
Played out all day
We knocked on doors
And we ran away
Now we are older
Struggle up the stairs
Wear our soft slippers
And relax in our chairs
Playtime still calls us
Where shall we start
We may now be older
But still young at heart