I Write Songs

Nostalgia

Remember the days when we were young
Our lives laid out before us?
Sometimes we played a leading role,
Other times, we joined the chorus.

We weren't consumed by material needs,
Our tastes were simpler then:
A worm on a hook, a baseball glove,
Or just a bike ride with my friend.

You may say I'm nostalgic,
and my heart lives in the past.
But I'm satisfied with how things turned out,
I just wish time didn't go so fast.