Back in '68

I called your house the other day
there was no answer, I wanted to play
I wrote a song 'bout times not long gone,
yet so far away
before we went astray
Remember when we were just dreaming?
Still in school--no one was acheiving
sane by day; crazy all night
we were hangin' tight
everthing was right
Then one day I turned around
thirty years; careers gone down
Life’s become so complicated
and the fog alieviated
When I look back I wonder where
I was dropped
without bus fare
Just one day would be so great
to be back in '68