Oh those were the best of days I still feel the summer rays that Graced our backs and we went down the lane The wind, like troubles, blew on by Never thinking time would fly now its clear that its just not the same Cuz those things are broken What once was beautiful's now sitting still But its not the rope's end What once was wrong will be made right again We'll make it right again Remember when we had that thrill The feeling when we'd take a spill And pick ourselves back up and start again Everything was bright and new The sun was orange the sky was blue But don't the clouds tend to find their way in? Cuz those things are broken What once was beautiful's now sitting still But its not the rope's end What once was wrong will be made right again We'll make it right again