The good old days are gone and they're going awaynLook into my face and you got nothing to say to menThe grass is always greener when it 'aint going onnIt 'aint going on and our friendship has gone awaynBack in the past, a memory in the pastnFade away, slowly fade awaynBack in the past, a memory in the pastnAnd I say just get out of the waynI've been waiting for this chancenfor you to hear what I'll saynI'd knew you'd come 'round and see the light of daynYour friendships are like a fashionnthat will soon go awaynWhen things look good I'll see your face one daynI've been waiting for this day,nI've been waiting for this chance to say.