Good Old Days
Pigeon
In the night, I cannot sleep
Thinking of the bittersweet
Moments in life I can't repeat
People in places I still have to meet
But life's too short and those things are no match for
Good old days are over, the good old days are gone
Pack your bags, we're leaving, the curtain has been drawn
The good old days are over, the good old days are gone
Good old days are over, the good old days are gone
Wish I was told, when I was young
Girl, my life now, I will be blur
As my world slowly fades to grey
People I've mеt have not much to say
But life's too short and those things are no match for
Good old days are over, the good old days are gone
Pack your bags, we're leaving, the curtain has been drawn
The good old days are over, the good old days are gone
Good old days are over, the good old days are gone
Good old days are over, the good old days are gone
Pack your bags, we're leaving, the curtain has been drawn
The good old days are over, the good old days are gone
Good old days are over, the good old days are gone