Away from the flock we flew away
Tears in our eyes, we flew away
With Mother’s love in memories, we flew away
With dad’s love and anger in mind, we flew away
Their love and care only left in memories, we flew away
High up the mountains, where it is cold
No lover warm enough, whose hand we may hold
Living as if in memories, we are
We wish, we were back in the fold
Laughing and whispering,
Grinning and babbling,
Useless chatter and yet,
We miss the way They scold
We wish we were back in the fold
We are alone, up high in the mountains
Where it is cold
And not a single warm hand to hold
We miss those days, we walked
With gay abandon
Career is a priority now, we have
A sinking ship to strengthen
We miss those days, we laughed without reason
Changing watsapp statuses became
Thing of this season
We miss those days, when morning started at eleven
Bunking classes for your beloved
Ensured a ticket to heaven
We miss those idiot friends
Lifting your spirits
When you were down
Search for a friend, here in this world
Starts at the end of the countdown
We miss those days, when jumping
Out of the hostel, meant an achievement
Now the life is fun here too
But much less amusement
We miss those days, when late nights meant
A philosopher is going to rise amongst you
Here are millions of assignments
Waiting to screw with you
Those days were different
And these days are different too
How a girl became a woman ?
And a boy became a man, at twenty two
