[Verse]
By the lakeshore where the daisies grow,
We'd skip old rocks, watch the waters flow.
The sun would set on golden skies,
Those moments still dance in my eyes.
[Verse 2]
The echoes of laughter from long ago,
Fading like ripples where the cattails show.
Barefoot summers, hearts so light,
The stars would guard us every night.
[Chorus]
Oh, how time flies, slips right through,
The sand of days, the skies once blue.
Warm and happy, those memories stay,
I ache for the spark of the good ole days.
[Verse 3]
Fishing poles and a ten-cent bait,
A world in wait, no rush, no late.
Grandpa’s stories by the campfire glow,
Lessons learned more than he’d know.
[Bridge]
If I could slow this fleeting stream,
Live once more in that young dream.
Hear the call of the crickets tune,
Beneath the light of a silver moon.
[Chorus]
Oh, how time flies, slips right through,
The sand of days, the skies once blue.
Warm and happy, those memories stay,
I ache for the spark of the good ole days.