I Miss The Old Days

Grace Graber

Compositor: Grace Graber

Back then
I used to dream of being big back then
That's when
I got the feeling it could happen
Or it might happen

So I packed my bags
For a better day
Watched the bands I know
Hit the road and play
I was so carefree
And it still haunts me
Like growing pains, growing pains

I miss the old days
When we’d sit around and play
Singing all the words to getaway
I miss the old day

Often
I think about who I might offend
And who's listening
If I'm enough to just play pretend
But that won’t happen

So I packed my bags
For a better day
Watched the bands I know
Hit the road and play
I was so carefree
And it still haunts me
Like growing pains, growing pains

I miss the old days
When we'd sit around and play
Singing all the words to getaway
I miss the old days

I miss the old days
When we'd sit around and play
Singing all the words to getaway
I miss the old days