Текст песни
Backyard sounds and the old oak tree
Like a sweet old dream inside of me
Where the hands of time would slow their pace
And a century lived in that quiet space
Dusty streets and our scraped-up knees
We were unafraid to chase the breeze
Sunlight hiding in the branches tall
Back when we were young and had it all
Years went flying like a rushing stream
But I'll always hold onto that dream
Looking through the mirrors of the past
When our innocence was made to last
Oh, those days are a river running clear
Watching clouds roll by without a fear
Where the laughter rings and leaves no tears
In the distant glow of golden years
Oh, my quiet home, my brightest place
Keep my spirit warm in your embrace
Mama calling as the sun goes down
It's the sweetest memory I've found
With a great big future yet to start
Not a drop of sorrow in my heart
Old cassette playing a simple chord
We were wild and free, oh my Lord
Every day was like a brand new page
Written in the magic of that age
Years went flying like a rushing stream
But I'll always hold onto that dream
Looking through the mirrors of the past
When our innocence was made to last
Oh, those days are a river running clear
Watching clouds roll by without a fear
Where the laughter rings and leaves no tears
In the distant glow of golden years
Oh, my quiet home, my brightest place
Keep my spirit warm in your embrace
Though the hands of time won't turn around
In that early sunrise, I am found
When the heavy world begins to break
That memory is the saving grace I take
Oh, those days are a river running clear
Watching clouds roll by without a fear
Where the laughter rings and leaves no tears
In the distant glow of golden years
Oh, my quiet home, my brightest place
Keep my spirit warm in your embrace
Oh, those days are a river running clear
Watching clouds roll by without a fear
Where the laughter rings and leaves no tears
In the distant glow of golden years
Oh, my quiet home, my brightest place
Keep my spirit warm in your embrace
