Those were the days Do you recall, When we were young And dad's were tall. The sunny days Would come and go, Now looking back I miss them so. The years they flew So fast it seems, We stretched our arms To catch our dreams. Now here I stand And wonder why, I chased a dream That made me cry. Yet still I know That such is fate, Don't end the show It's note too late. There still is time For one more dream, An open door A loving theme. Copyright©Alan Gilbert 2011.