old days

I spend a lot of time thinking bout the old days

Some of them good, some tell me lots of things

Like where did you go on that November night

When you were alone were you alright

I already know that feeling of regret

It lingers and then

You'll never forget when you heard the news you were

Laying in bed you never thought it could be true

But that's when it shifted

It's time to grow up

It's just the beginning of what it was