i've got the pictures of the memories   of running with the gang   black and white on paper   but in my head the colors never fade      that was before   when nothing else    took precedence over saving the world      we used to draw lines in the sand   that none of us would dare to cross      we'd go on secret missions to stop the villian's plan   at any cost      when was the last time you   you laughed so hard you cried?      don't let these days fly by   cuz you can't turn back time   [no matter] how hard you try      thought of giving up on being grown   there's too much life to live before you're old   i'm finally giving up on being grown   there's too much life to live before you're old      when was the last time you   you laughed so hard you cried?