The Good Ole Days - текст песни
The Good Ole Days
Take me back to the place where we first met
Cus being lonely I haven't mastered yet
These cigarettes won't do the trick tonight
Take me back to the time of our puppy love
Cus growing up isn't what I was dreaming of
I'm dieing to find, some innocence tonight
Cus our secret place is covered over in dust
I haven't seen your face for weeks
And your sweet embrace is slowly fading away
So won't you please, please take me back to the place
Take me back to the place where we first met
Where the fire is burning and there's no regrets
One look at you and all my fears melt away
Take me back to the time of my childhood
Where all the evil hadn't met the good
And everything, is innocent inside
When you were holding me everything was okay
And you were whispering, fairy tales in my ear
And I would believe, that you could do anything
So won't you please, please take me back to the good ole days
Please, won't you please take me home.
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