The Way We Are

Hey you know everybody's talkin' about the good old days Everybody the good old days The good old days Well, let's talk about the good old days Come to think about it As bad as we think they are These will become the good old days of our children Why don't we try to remember The kind of September When life was slow and oh so mellow Try to remember And if you remember Then follow Why does it always seem the past is better We look back and think The winters were warmer The grass was greener The skies were bluer The smiles were brighter Can it be that it was all so simple then Or has time rewritten every line And if we had the chance to do it all again Tell me Would we? Could we? Memories like the corners of my mind Memories Misty watercolor memories Of the way we were Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind Smiles we gave to one another For the way we were Oh can it be that it was all so simple then Or has time rewritten every line And if we had the chance to do it all again Tell me Would we? Could we? Memories may be beautiful and yet What's too painful to remember We simply choose to forget So it's the laughter we'll remember We'll remember Whenever we remember The Way We Were...