Better Days

Who robbed the wishing well
Looks like there’s nothing coming true
Horse trailing up the path
Empty and they lead to you
These are the better days
These are the better days
And all
Like a carousel
That doesn’t move in time
Much too soon to tell
Far too away to fly
Sailing through the gates
In our hopes it lies
Past our greatest fears
Too the other side
These are the better days
These are the better days
And all
Who robbed the wishing well
Looks like there’s nothing coming true
We can solve the crime
The hours are way too much
The circus was too far
Horse trailing up the path
Empty and they lead to you
Just another kiss
Tired of hanging by
These are the better days
These are the better days
And all
These are the better days
These are the better days
And all