Where did it all go? How fast things change, and now I'm here And all I wanna do Is go back to playing barbies in my room I wish that I could go back And I lock every single door And I look behind me even more They never say that you gotta grow up, quite

This is not for you Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something, don't you do it, too Small my table, sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from?

The leaves, they don't change here Sweet California, sour California Sweet California, bitter California Sweet California I should've known better, I should've known better Where did the summer go, when you loved me? The leaves don't change here, so I

When did you leave heaven? How could they let you go? How's ev'ry thing in Heaven? I'd like to know Why did you trade Heaven for all these earthly things Where di you hide your Halo? Where did you lose your wings? Have they missed you? Can you get back

Who'd believe with the way things are here We'd be going anywhere telling people how to live? Who's believe we'd spend more shippin' drugs and guns Than to educate our sons? Sorry but that's what they did I can't help but think, Someone's forsaken you

Oh things ain't what they used to be, no no Whoa, ah, mercy mercy me Where did all the blue skies go? Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east Whoa mercy, mercy me, Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas, fish full of mercury

Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no Oh, mercy, mercy me Ah, things ain't what they used to be Whoa, ah, mercy, mercy me Where did all the blue skies go? Poison is the wind that blows From the north and south and east Whoa, mercy, mercy me

Forever, forever you will know Forever and ever, what you will know I no longer wanna feel the darkness in my soul Walk these lonely streets without a home Dear Mary, where’s the kids When did they leave? Where did they go? Feel the morning breeze, after

Where did all the good people go, We got heaps and heaps of what we sow I've been changing channels On the TV shows They got this and that With a rattle of tat Man what you gonna do Gimme some truth Now whose side are we on

Where is the line? Where is the line? 'Cause some of us aren't blind! Here today, but forgotten tomorrow! When did they assume? Putting on a costume Gave them a right to ostracize Out of the woodwork art aficionados Answer one question? Between your