Well I'm much too much young to be looking back now
At those good 'ole days when I was ‘different' somehow
And thinking that maybe I've gone and changed

Yeah I'm far too far young to be dreaming about
A time when I felt that I could go without
The finer of things, when simple was good

Well maybe I've changed, oh what should I do?
Yeah maybe I've changed, maybe it's true

‘Cause those were the days when I'd put up a fight
When I stood for something if I felt it was right
Those were the days yeah, those were the days

Well I can't quite believe all these words in my mouth
And I'm not quite convinced that I should let them out
Seems far too early for one to retire

And besides something's burning, though ember and dim
There's more to this man than I make of him

‘Cause there were those days when I'd put up a fight
When I stood for something if I felt it was right
There were those days yeah, there were those days

And there were those days when I held my head high
When I walked with purpose and felt I should try
To make some kind of difference, there were those days

Oh maybe it's time to pick my stuff up from the floor
And clean myself up, and make something more
Oh maybe it's time to look my baby square in her eyes
And tell her we're going away for a while
And so what if I've changed
And so what if I'm scared
Who says that each day should be so prepared

‘Cause these are the days when I need to fight
When I need to stand up and push for what's right
These are the days yeah, these are the days

And these are the days when I'll hold my head high
When I'll walk with purpose and I will defy
And make some kind of difference, these are the days

Oh all of you witnesses hear me proclaim
I swear on my life and I swear on my name
These are the days yeah, these are the days