Good Old Days

I wish somebody would have told me, babe

Someday, these will be the good old days

All the love you won't forget

And all these crazy times you won't regret

Someday soon, your whole life's gonna change

You'll miss the magic of these good old days

I was thinkin' 'bout the band

I was thinkin' 'bout the fans

We were underground

Loadin' merch in that 12-passenger van

In a small club in Minnesota

And the snow outside of 1st Ave

I just wanted my name in a star

Now look at where we at

Still growin' up, still growin' up

I would lay in my bed and dream about what I'd become

Couldn't wait to get older, couldn't wait to be some

Now that I'm here, wishing I was that young

Those good old days

I wish somebody would have told me, babe

That someday, these will be the good old days

All the love you won't forget

And all these crazy days you won't regret

'Cause someday soon, your whole life's gonna change

You'll miss the magic of the good old days

Wish I didn't think I had the answers

Wish I didn't think all of that stuff first

Wish I made it to homecoming

Got up the courage to ask her

Wish I would've gotten out of my shell

Wish I put those things back on that shelf

Wish I wouldn't have worry about what other people thought

And felt comfortable in myself

Rooftop open, and the stars above

Moment frozen, sneakin' out, and fallin' in love

Me, you and that whole day, we'd just begun

On the grass dreamin', figuring out who I was

Those good old days

You don't know what you've got

'Til it goes, 'til it's gone

I wish somebody would have told me, babe

Someday, these will be the good old days

All the love you won't forget

And all these crazy days you won't regret

Someday soon, your whole life's gonna change

You'll miss the magic of these good old days