I've these dreams I'm walking home
Home when it used to be
And everything is as it was
Frozen in front of me

PRE-CHORUS
Here I stand, six feet small
romanticizing years ago
But it's a bittersweet feeling hearing
"Wrapped Around Your Finger" on the radio

CHORUS
And these days I wish I was six again
Oh make me a red cape, I wanna be Superman

Oh if only my life was more like 1983
All these things would be more like they
Were at the start of me
Had it made in 83

Thinking about my brother Ben
I miss him everyday
He looks just like his brother John
But on an eighteen month delay

PRE-CHORUS
Here I stand, six feet small
And smiling cause I'm scared as hell
Kinda like your life is like a sequel to a movie
Where the actors' names have changed

CHORUS
Well, well these days I wish I was six again
Oh make me a red cape, I wanna be Superman

Oh if only my life was more like 1983
All these things would be more like they
Were at the start of me
Had it made in 83

If my life was more like 1983
Plot a course to the source of the purest little part of me

And most my memories have escaped me
Or confused themselves with dreams
If heaven's all they want it to be
Send your prayers to me care of 1983

You can paint that house a rainbow of colors
Rip out the floorboards, replace the shutters
But that's my plastic in the dirt

Whatever happened to my
Whatever happened to my
Whatever happened to my lunchbox
When came the day that it got thrown away?
And don't you think I should have had
Some say in that decision?

If only my life ...