Wishing back to the old days
To the gold days
To the young you
To the young me
To all the things we thought we could be
To all the dreams we thought we could see
To the broken hand and a broken knee
It was you me us we.
Lots of joy lots of love
Lots of noice lots of laughs
Babe I tried to think think of the sad times the hard times the bad times
When we left our houses just too be wild
We could never be tamed.