 Saw your face the other day
I wish I'd had the guts enough to say
"I wish you could spend the night
and it would be like old times,"
and I went through the letters
that you wrote, today
and when we rode that pony, had a wonderful time
but you were ready to get back home
so it could be like old times
but that was long ago
before you were free
when you were still hanging out
when you were still with me
and I wish I had held onto
and it would be like old times
be like old times
and love would feel brand new
just like old times
and I didn't hold you
that day when you cried
the day david died
the fourth of july
oh, how you cried and cried
and I'm sorry, babe, so sorry
I did not call you back
and when I finally called
I'm sorry for that
but hey, come on, honey
let's forget about those times
and be like old times
be like old times
and love would feel brand new
just like old times
yeah be like old times
be like old times
and love would feel brand new
just like old times
and love would feel brand new
just like old times
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