Simpler Times

Well I know that it's perspective and I know that it's just age
As the cold wind
Begins to get colder

More years behind me now
Than the years left to come
And I don't believe that youth is
Wasted on the young

But I can't help but thinking
That those were
Simpler times

Well, I got on my old Yamaha
With the breeze in my eyes
And a song on my mind
Nothing cool about it
Except maybe the breeze

Three pints of Dark at lunchtime
And straight back on it at five
When it wasn't hard to find someone
To share their simple time

As the cold wind
As the cold wind
Begins to get colder

Now I find myself
Half a world away
And thirty years of memories
Are far from the same
But I wouldn't have it any other
I wouldn't have it any other way

Even all the moments
That you'd have to call insane

But I can't help but thinking
That those were
Simpler times

Those were
Simpler times



Credits
Writer(s): Alistair James Jenkins
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