Era Uma Vez (part. Kell Smith)

Once upon a time
The day when every day was good
Delicious taste and good taste
Of clouds being made of cotton
You could be a hero
On the same day you chose to be a villain
And it all ended in a snack, a warm bath
And maybe a scratch

You could see
The innocence, the innocence singing in tune
Millions of worlds and universes so real
As our imagination
All it took was a lap, a caress
And the remedy was a kiss and protection
Everything became new the next day
Without much concern

It's that we want to grow up
And when we grow up, we want to go back to the beginning
Because a scraped knee
Hurts much less than a broken heart

It's that we want to grow up
And when we grow up, we want to go back to the beginning
Because a scraped knee
Hurts much less than a broken heart

You can live
Even after discovering that the world turned bad
Just don't allow the world's evil
To seem normal to you
So you don't lose the magic of believing
In real happiness
And understand that it resides in the journey
And not in the end

It's that we want to grow up
And when we grow up, we want to go back to the beginning
Because a scraped knee
Hurts much less than a broken heart

It's that we want to grow up
And when we grow up, we want to go back to the beginning
Because a scraped knee
Hurts much less than a broken heart

But once upon a time!