Trout Fishing In America Back When I Could Fly Lyrics

I used to be invisible,
a shape changing magic kid
I could move at the speed of thought
and frequently I did

But my greatest accomplishment
was a slow and looping glide.
I saw the tops of everything
back when I could fly

I'd take my daily nap
on the highest leafy branch
then follow shooting stars
on a comet's firey lance

I was quite the prodigy,
when I owned the sky
I never thought I'd have to walk
back when I could fly.

Keep your eye on the ball,
your feet on solid ground
always sit up straight and tall
and never make a sound

In just a few short years, I learned not to be a child
and I forgot the things
I had when I was wild

Now my child, you'll learn arithmatic
Coloring and sports,
You'll have a flare for nouns and verbs
and be late with book reports

But inspite of all the rules
that bind your wings so tight
I hope you don't forget about
the days when you could fly

I'd take my daily nap
on the highest leafy branch
then follow shooting stars
on a comet's firey lance

I was quite the prodigy,
when I owned the sky
I never thought I'd have to walk
never had to try,
back when I could fly