We're past the days of one week crushes.
We're past the days of pink peach blushes.
We're past the days of singing rhymes.
We're past the days of early bedtimes.
We're past the days of Mickey and Minnie.
We're past the days of Piglet and Winnie.
We're past the days of fake diamond rings.
We're past the days of beads and strings.
We're in the days of watching the news.
We're in the days of break-up blues.
We're in the days of popping pimples.
We're in the days where nothing is simple.
We're in the days of playing in bands.
We're in the days of too many plans.
We're in the days of driving too fast.
We're in the days now and not the past.
