Young Days, Old Ways

What do you say when she's going away What to replay at this criminal pace It's the old ways that decide What was yours will soon be mine You'll find What's best is kept behind Maybe the hope lately, was all that she wrote Memories soaking in, a lump in the throat It's the old ways that decide What was yours will soon be mine You'll find And I'll always be near At any time to hear It's the old ways that will shine