Back in the days when we were young
To a land of dreams did we belong
We raised our glasses one more time
To the world that we would find
...
Make hay while the sun shines
And reach for the moon
Savor the moment
For it will fade and soon
...
One minute of fulfillment
Or dismay endured for years
Is one elated moment
Worth a thousand wistful tears
...
Songwriter, music producer, teacher, living in Nichada Thani near Bangkok, Thailand.)
Stomping Grounds
Back in the days when we were young
To a land of dreams did we belong
We raised our glasses one more time
To the world that we would find
Left our worries all behind
Destined to go against the grains
Against sands of time and winds of change
But the dream was fading out
Planted was a seed of doubt
Back in my old stomping grounds
My old stomping grounds
My old stomping grounds
We travelled far we travelled long
We kept on singing the same ol' song
Until the day our ways would part
Careers and matters of the heart
Another page a brand new start
In spite of how things came to be
There was still a boy inside of me
So hear ol' friend for this I know
There's nowhere else I'd rather go
Than back to my old stomping grounds
My old stomping grounds
Here I keep singing the same ol' song
To a world of dreams I still belong
Oh tell me have I been deceived
I wonder did I ever leave
Those old stomping grounds....