Where Did It Go? - Burt Bacharach

Stop the clock

Make it stop

Where’d it go?

I don’t know

Stop the clock

Make it stop

Where is that world

Where did it go?

When I was a young boy

Twelve years old

Growing up in New York city

I could ride the subway by myself

And never, ever be afraid

Where did it go?

And tell me what happened to that world I knew

Is it really gone?

How did we wind up in this place instead

Is it really gone?

Now I have a boy who’s twelve

And a girl who’s nine

And a son in college

And I worry all the time

Worry 'bout their future

What will it bring?

'Cause nobody is safe these days

Where did it go?

How do we get back to that other place?

There’s gotta be a way

How do we un-do a thousand mistakes?

See there’s got to be a way

Where is that world

Where did it go?