I want to go back when...boys meant "yuck" and friends were new

I want to go back when...boys meant "yuck" and friends were new ,dreams were unshattered worries were few , when recess was too short and life was to long, decisions came easy without the need to belong. when storks delivered babies and passions weren't so strong , friendships weren't unbroken right was right and wrong was wrong. when bad things didn't happen when only skinned knees brought tears and the nite lite in its socket quieted all of our fears, when farewell meant just for summer and real friends didn't part. the fun went on forever and never left a broken heart. ?I want to go back?