These Are the Days Songtext
von Zak Abel

No keys on the table
Mama says it′s bad luck
Walking through the doorway
I'm already looking up
One hand on the future
One hand on today
Although I know leaving ain′t easy
I'm on my way
All the days gone by with no fire in my eyes I'm ready for a flame to come
Need to chase these lights
While my youth is on my side
So I pick up my feet and away I run
Step back onto the road
And the troublemaker′s back in the fold
I hear familiar voices calling me on
They say "son, you′ve been away for too long"
Cause these are the days, these are the days