Wasn't it yesterday I was eight years old 

I had a pocket full of rocks 

That I knew were made of solid gold 

There were girls to be hated 

Trees to be climbed 

Forts to be built, There was so much time 

It's good to be alive, It's good to be alive 



There's nothing in the world like being fifteen 

Your pockets are empty, but your head is full of dreams 

of girls to be loved 

of places to see 

It's the best and the worst 

Just my friends and me

And we're anything we want to be 



(Chorus)

And it's good to be alive

To feel the wind in my face 

See the blue in the sky 

It's days like this I realize 

What a gift it is

It's good to be alive 



Well I wonder, what this day will see 

Will I find my dreams or stare in the face of tragedy 

Whatever may come 

Whatever may be

of this I am sure, I'm forgiven and free 

And I will live like I believe 



(Repeat Chorus)



Whatever may come 

Whatever may be

of this I am sure, I'm forgiven and free 

And I will live like I believe



(Repeat Chorus)