When I was young
I wrote notes to myself
Saying who I was and how I felt
I was free and innocent
I'm older now and I've realized
The old me was but a child
Thinking that the world was oh so free
When reading back through the things that I wrote
It reminds me of the ghost I used to know
Saying where I was and where I want to be
My past will always come back to haunt me
Flashbacks of me dancing around
Singing Beatles and making weird sounds
Feels like it was yesterday
Nothing's the same I know that
But sometimes I wish I could go back
To the time where I was happy
When reading back through the things that I wrote
It reminds me of the ghost I used to know
Saying where I was and where I want to be
My past will always come back to haunt me