These Are The Good Old Days

In the backseat of his car
Head out the window, eyes towards the stars
Big pink moon through the cypress trees
Tells me he loves me and I wanna believe him

He's in a Queen t-shirt and baggy jeans
When he speaks he says what he means
Holds my hand, kisses my cheek
Sharing a bottle of something sweet

These are the good old days
Don't let time slip away
These are the good old days
Don't let time slip away

People like me think feelings are facts
Falling in love gives us a heart attack
One foot in the future, one in the past
Wanna know for sure if it's gonna last

These are the good old days
Don't let time slip away
These are the good old days
Don't let time slip away
These are the good old days
These are the good old days



Credits
Writer(s): Courtney Marie Andrews
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