Old Times

Saw your face the other day
And 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 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’d wish I’d held on, too
And it would be like old times
Be like old times
Be like old times
And love would feel brand new
Just like old times
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
That I did not call you back
And when I finally called
I’m sorry for that
But hey, c’mon, 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