Good Old Days

Good Old DaysThe RevivalistsChanges come, I watch them growIn your eyes, an ancient glowI caught a glimpse, a dangerous smileOh, my God, she's a wild childI've been dreaming, I've been pushing throughI'm not the star of the storyI've been hurting, I've been missing youI'm that special kind of lonelyThese are the good old days, they're ahead and behindThese are the good old days, I have to keep that in mindThese are the good old days, they're ahead and behindThese are the good old days...I came of age, tempting fateGrowing up, had to waitIn my dreams, I miss someoneLove is blind, deaf, and dumbI've been dreaming, I've been pushing throughI'm not the star of the storyAnd I've been hurting, I've been missing youI'm that special kind of lonelyThese are the good old days, they're ahead and behindPassing through, passing outDancing in the kitchen while the neighbors shoutFeeling up, getting downGotta show love while we're still aroundSo don't stop, just let it outDon't quit, don't let me downDon't stop, just let it outDon't quit, don't let me down'Cause I've been dreaming, I've been paying duesI'm not one for the gloryAnd I've been falling, won't be landing soonIt's not the end of the storyThese are the good old days, they're ahead and behind...