Take Me Back to the Good Days

Yeah. We were running through the yard till the streetlights hit.

Throwing sneakers on the lines like we own that strip. Walkman on,

rewinding every favorite track. Didn't know then we'd never get those moments back.

Saturday mornings in a blanket pile. Cereal crunch and a TV smile. No rush,

no plans for a little while. Just life in a carefree style. Funny how the

world keeps changing. But the memories stay the same and... Every time the

radio's playing, I'm right back where I came from. Take me back.

Take me back, take me back to the good days back. To the late