How I wish I was just born in the past,
when it was not always about getting wasted,
when it was not always about smoking weed,
when it was not always about getting life by having sex.

How I wish I was just born in the past,
when it was so nice to write letters with a pen, or maybe a typewriter,
when it was so romantic to stargaze, or just lie down in the meadows
when it was so beautiful to put your heart first, before your mind

How I wish I was just born in the past,
when first loves were lasts too,

How I wish