She was feeling faint when the smoke hit Dizzy with the smell of perfume Hiding from her family that she missed Cold and all alone in her room The bird flew into the window And he heard the same song in our heads I often wonder what it would feel like To be free again Free again We were building courses for horses Make believe with me by your side She grew up a week before I did My mother said that it wasn't right The bird flew into the window And he heard the same song in our heads I often wonder what it would feel like To be free again Free again Memories fade But they bring you back to the good old days But the good old days will never be the same I sang a song I wrote for you yesterday But you didn't hear it You didn't hear it Anyway Anyway, oh Anyway-ay-ay Anyway, oh Anyway It's just the good It's just the good old days