It's always about the past
When someone thinks a good thought
It's always about the past
When someone hears a good word
It's always about the past
But what haunts us?
What keeps us going?
It's the good past
Everyone needs a past
Some people get good ones
Taking for granted
People involved in it
The people, the people
Who keep us going
Who keep us alive
Who keep us dreaming about
the good past, the good past
It seems like a long time ago
When everything was right
When everything just went my way
Now it's not so
But you know
I have my good past
To keep me going
My good past
To keep me string
Is it worth it?
To live in this past?
To breathe here and dwell here?
To think it could come again?
I know now
It's just a past
A good past
But just a past
Help me get over
The pain of the past
It hurts to dwell
to think
to live
in the past
Even if
It's the good past
The one that keeps me going
The one that makes life worth while
The one that gives me hope
The one, the one, that makes it good