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