Days of Old

Lately, I feel pretty lost and blue
Caught up in a fast-fading dream
Talking much too long
'Bout a world gone wrong
And people who aren't what they seem

Somehow I find that it helps me through
To think of how life used to be
When the sky was bright
And the sand was white
And we walked on and on
By a calm summer sea

Back in the days of old
Was I without a care?
Suddenly I am standing there
With my hand so small in the hand I hold
Back in the days of old

Back in the days of old
Was I without a care?
Suddenly I am standing there
With my hand so small in the hand I hold
Back in the days of old

When I'm in darkness, all I can do
Is look for a way to the light
And it starts to shine in this heart of mine
As I walk by the sea
On and on, with the sky clear and bright
And a tiny hand is the hand I hold