מילים לשיר The Good Ole Days – Stephen Speaks

Take me back to the place where we first met
These cigarettes won't do the trick tonight Cus being lonely I haven't mastered yet
Take me back to the time of our puppy love
I'm dieing to find, some innocence tonight
Cus growing up isn't what I was dreaming of
Cus our secret place is covered over in dust I haven't seen your face for weeks
Where the fire is burning and there's no regrets
And your sweet embrace is slowly fading away
Take me back to the place where we first met
So won't you please, please take me back to the place
One look at you and all my fears melt away Take me back to the time of my childhood
And everything, is innocent inside
Where all the evil hadn't met the good When you were holding me everything was okay
And you were whispering, fairy tales in my ear
And I would believe, that you could do anything
So won't you please, please take me back to the good ole days Please, won't you please take me home.