Old Times (The Elected)

Saw your face. The other day. And I'd wished I'd had the guts enough to say, Wish you could spend the night And it would be like old times And I went through the letters you wrote today And when we rode that pony. Had a a wonderful time. But you were ready to get back home So it could be like old times But that was long ago. Before you were free. When you were still hanging out When you were still with me And I'd wished I'd held on too And it would be like old times Be like old times Be like old times And love would feel brand new Just like old times I didn't hold you. That day when you cried. The day David died. The fourth of July. Oh, how you cried and cried And I'm sorry. Babe, so sorry. That I did not call you back And when I finally called I'm sorry for that But hey, c'mon honey Let's forget about those times And be like old times Be like old times And love would feel brand new Just like old times Yeah, be like old times Be like old times And love would feel brand new Just like old times And love would feel brand new Just like old times