Nostalgia

I've always considered myself a dreamer
While running down the block with all the other kids
Fresh air, never comb my hair
I take a swan dive into life with no cares
I've always considered myself a dreamer

Take a nice stroll through the neighborhood
Doing crazy things like you knew I would
Thinking there was time
But now there is no time
Momma can we play
Thats what we all used to say
Oh I just want to be back in my young days

Can you take me back to the good ole days
Can you take me back to the good ole days
Things will never be the same
I used to think, I used to pray
Can you take me back to the good ole days

Remember those days
Where you walked across the yard next-door to play
With imagination that strays
Its crazy to think just where the world does go
Taking a look back is how nostalgia grows
Remembering those days

Oh, where did those good days go
Oh, where did those good days go

Can you take me back to the good ole days
Can you take me back to the good ole days
Can you take me back
Can you take me back to the good ole days

Where did those good days go



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Andrew Frey
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