There was a time
When all was gold
And value was dime
Now there are only stories told
For gone are the days
And a price that everyone pays
There was a time
When streets were nice
And there weren't any crime
Now before leaving we think thrice
For gone are the days
And a price that everyone pays
There was a time
When love was all we need
And there wasn't a place for only 'mine'
Now most are selfish deeds
For gone are the days
And a price that everyone pays
There will be a time
When we shall look back
And miss these old times
And wish we could for once go back
and not forward...
When all was gold
And value was dime
Now there are only stories told
For gone are the days
And a price that everyone pays
There was a time
When streets were nice
And there weren't any crime
Now before leaving we think thrice
For gone are the days
And a price that everyone pays
There was a time
When love was all we need
And there wasn't a place for only 'mine'
Now most are selfish deeds
For gone are the days
And a price that everyone pays
There will be a time
When we shall look back
And miss these old times
And wish we could for once go back
and not forward...