From the recording Good Old Days
Lyrics
Good Old Days by StEven Gulian
Walking to school
Holding your hand
Hoping that you’ll understand
These are the good old days-
I hope we don’t forget
These are the good old days-
You just don’t know it yet.
I pray that you’ll stay sweet little one
But dreams have a way of coming undone
First at the fault lines, then the seams
Let’s savor these small steps in-between
These are the good old days-
I hope we don’t forget
These are the good old days-
You just don’t know it yet.
Ohhhh, oh, oh, oh
Day turns to night
Ynd summer to fall
But try as we might
You can’t catch them all
I won’t make the credits
Or the final scenes
But I’m down in the out-takes and forgotten dreams
These are the good old days-
I hope we don’t forget
These are the good old days-
You just don't know it yet.
Like are the good old days-
too soon just silhouettes
These are the good old days-