Check, check, Check it like
Bring it back with that line And let me another one of my question rhymes Whatever to play in the mud Little buildin' castles, all they understood
but not too much about the box where they sat Was world and all that was in it was good all day Till the street light came on, on
And momma call you home for spaghetti and balls And say a little and a bath good night Life so simple, return to the days It was to that sandbox
Sandbox praise, praise Sandbox praise, praise
So dig hands in the dirt we play with that earth (On and on and on) Dig your hands in the Children we play with that (On and on and on)
Dig your hands in the Children we with that earth (On and on and on) Dig hands in the dirt
Eat the 2, 1, Are you me?
The question again phrased a little Whatever happened to my innocence I can't remember but it faded away Got lost along the shuffle the 7th grade
Never why or when or where it went But I'd sure to find a little bit of innocence Sometimes I to stop and ask why Things catchin' up with you and me till I die
you know what they say What you is what you sow Yet I always see away my faith (Got to get to the memories)
Sandbox praise, sandbox praise, sandbox praise
So dig hands in the dirt Children we with that earth (On and on and on) Dig your in the dirt we play with that earth (On and on and on)
Dig your hands in the we play with that earth (On and on and on) Dig your hands in the
praise, sandbox praise Sandbox praise, praise Sandbox praise, praise