Story Behind the Song
Remember when every football game in the street was a SuperBowl, as far as you were concerned? Another look back at your youth.
Lyrics
Better Days
Words: R. Faulstich
Music: G. Adams
Better days and worse days
All in the same hour
Trying to get the pictures back
But they're lost up on the shelf
Seen better days
Playing in a tree
Flying even without wings
But then again things were bigger then
See me, see me, falling
See me falling, falling away
See me, see me falling
See me dreaming of better days
When I was a young man (those days were better)
I knew too much for me (you knew you'd never)
I was not exactly satisfied (never know)
But who was I supposed to be (be someone else)
But down the street (there you go now)
A girl's up on the roof (be someone else)
Waving gently back to me (waving gently over your head to someone else)
Am I too old to get back there now?
See me, see me, falling
See me falling, falling away
See me, see me falling
See me dreaming of better days
And now you know I am so cold
Just sitting here and growing old
Wondering why I grew so cold (grew so cold now)
Same old reasoning
I was better than you
When I was a young man (can't you see those days were better)
I knew too much for me
I was not exactly satisfied (can you see I'm that much better
But who was I supposed to be ,(better, better than you)
But down the street (can't you see that they're much better)
A girl's up on the roof
Waving gently back to me (can't you see that they're much better)
Am I supposed to be better than you? (better, better, better than you)
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