Bad Old Days - Tom Paxton

The gentle sound of your breathing, the murmur of the night

The sounds that really belong in music and someday I just might

Meantime I just lie here smiling wide wake at dawn

And I wonder where my bad old days have gone

Oh, I wonder where my bad old days have gone

When I was lost with nothing to count on

Now I lie here smiling all night long

And I wonder where my bad old days have gone

The danger’s in the telling I’m tempted to be bright

When the truth is they were bad old days and didn’t have to turn out right

I love you more than morning and part of the reason why

Is you helped me kiss those bad old days goodbye

Oh, I wonder where my bad old days have gone

When I was lost with nothing to count on

Now I lie here smiling all night long

And I wonder where my bad old days have gone

You’re quiet in the morning, you like to wake up slow

You need your coffee before you talk, I remember you tellin' me so

Was it sixteen years ago or was it yesterday

That you came and chased my bad old days away?

Now I wonder where my bad old days have gone

When I was lost with nothing to count on

Now I lie here smiling all night long

And I wonder where my bad old days have gone

Now I lie here smiling all night long

And I wonder where my bad old days have gone