Innocent Days

I'm old enough,
and God knows,
I've lived long enough,
I'm a warrior of the past

The longer I'm here
and God knows,
I wish you were here,
I need you for the fight

Now I'm just,
Missing your ways
I find myself,
Missing your ways,

Missing you,
And the innocent days.

I see,
Unharvested fruit,
Untouched and unfettered.
Feeling the easy ride of the roadways,
Back in the innocent days.

No complications,
Just being free.
Just you and me,
and care-free love ways,
Of the innocent days.

The innocent days,
the touching of you in new ways,
The innocent days,
Powder blue skies of pure haze.

Now I'm just,
Missing your ways,
I find myself,
Missing your ways,

Missing you,
And the innocent days.