You can't fool me
I was not born yesterday
All your subtlety has given you away
And I swear it's okay
All good children run and play
To the crowd as we stand in line
To wait our turn to be seen
Hopeful in the thought of your hand in mine
I think I get what the children mean
It don't make much sense
And that's nothing new
All your innocence has implicated you
And I swear it's all true
All good children run and play
To the crowd as we stand in line
To wait our turn to be seen
Hopeful in the thought of your hand in mine
I think I get what the children mean
A splash of sun
Dancing on your face
Makes me want to run anyplace
'Cause nothing ever stays
All good children run and play
To the crowd as we stand in line
To wait our turn to be seen
Hopeful in the thought of your hand in mine
I think I get what the children mean
Yes, I see you around
The bell rings and we all bow in
'Til the next playground to play and never win
But we always play again and try as I may
All good children run and play
To the crowd as we stand in line
To wait our turn to be seen
Hopeful in the thought of your hand in mine
I think I get what the children mean
Play to the crowd as they stand in line
To wait our turn to be seen
Hopeful in the thought of your hand in mine
I think I get what the children mean
I think I get what the children mean
I think I get what the children mean
I think I get what the children mean