When I was young in the hills

We would run around in the grass

Covered with dirt and soil, as a young lass

At the end of the hill, near my childhood home

I made sure not to go, near the cliff near home

Dedication letter is at the end

 When I was young in the hills, a kind friend nearby

Nobody could see her, but we would say "Hi!"

When thunder went BOOM! and the shadows loomed

I would go to her and talk till night

Later, at an old school named Sycamore

I wanted to face my fear and try to cross the street floor

But a car came, then 3, then 4

I ran straight back to mom, and cried for her

When I was young in the hills

Everywhere, there was snow

I wanted to build a snowman, and in the snow, I rolled

I went to my mom, to get a carrot nose as well

But as I ran in the snow, I always fell

On my way home, mother laid me down to sleep

She sang a song, where in my heart I keep

A song about a dragon, and a little boy too

I dreamed about a cliff, and a dragon where it flew.

When I was young in the hills

I went to a cabin with my niece, Olivia, and nephew, Lewis

I caught a frog in my palm

It was yellow and green, it was as fragile as a paper sheet

But I had to drop the frog to wash my hand of any disease

Afterward, we went to our sleeping bags

While my sister-in-law, Kimmy, played a few songs

She then left, when she thought we were all asleep

But I was awake, and roamed the cabin with my little bare feet

When I was young in the hills

It was my birthday with chocolate cake

So we invited my friends and family

I was about to blow out the candles

And wonder what wish I would meet

But Liv thought that she would blow out the candles for me

My nephew Lewis climbed a tree with me

That was my first time I ever climbed a tree

We thought we could touch the sky and climb over our neighbors fence

But we didn't because if we did

We would be met with a fierce consequence