Old Days

We took the wrong way down, you see just one side now

Guess that's what life's about

What you remember, what we remember

There's only one thing left, it's what we tell ourselves

The little lies they help us to remember how we remembered

Heaven help the ones who fly away

Heaven help the ones who have to stay and place the blame

Maybe what you think of me won't change

But I still hold on, hold on, hold on to the old days

The old days

Pack up the life that's left, except that one blue dress

I always tried my best, do you remember?

I'll take it year-by-year (Oh, year-by-year) Watching the dust go clear

We're all afraid to fear, or to remember how we remember

Heaven help the ones who fly away

Heaven help the ones who have to stay and place the blame

Maybe what you think of me won't change

But I still hold on, hold on, hold on to the old days

Sorry, that I never knew

Heaven help the ones who fly away

Heaven help the ones who have to stay and place the blame

Maybe what you think of me won't change

But I still hold on, hold on, hold on, I hold

Hold on, hold on, hold on, I hold on

Hold on, hold on, I hold on, hold on

Hold on, hold on, hold on to the old days