The Golden Days

Come out, it's a lovely afternoon, if it feels right Some days I'm running to my grave and I'm losing sight of All things that I hold dear to me And I feel like if only the golden days were here to stay But I'll never be the same again Well forty-three's too old for me Well maybe it could be okay this time Well let's give it a try I remember the days when we were young (and not so innocent) Fall into that trouble once again I remember the day that we got caught I learned you never fall too deep And I feel like if only the golden days were here to stay But I'll never be the same again Well forty-three's too old for me Well maybe it could be okay this time Well let's give it a try before we die