For Old Time's Sake
Old times
Good times
Years gone by
You are a different person
And yet you are the same
And yet you never change
You think upon old times
You dive into the memories
One photograph comes to mind
You find it buried deep
It tells of all the good times
You begin to wonder
You begin to find yourself
Good times
Years gone by
You are a different person
And yet you are the same
And yet you never change
You think upon old times
You dive into the memories
One photograph comes to mind
You find it buried deep
It tells of all the good times
You begin to wonder
You begin to find yourself