Best of Times ​H​ANSON

You look to me like a place I know
But I don't remember times this good
Walk down roads, kicking cans
And making plans like we used to
You've heard my stories a thousand times
But you still laugh at every single joke
Don't need a reason to call me any time that you want to

And we laugh a little when we feel like crying
If you cry a little, I don't mind

Making it up as we go along
Three chords and the truth, we can make a song
We don't need much, 'cause we're here tonight
It could be the best of times

You've got places you want to go
And I've got things I need to leave behind
So then I light fires, and kick the tires
On roads like we used to

And we laugh a little when we feel like crying
If you cry a little, I don't mind

Making it up as we go along
Three chords and the truth, we can make a song
We don't need much, 'cause we're here tonight
It could be the best of times
It could be the best of times...