In the backyard, we'd spend our days
Grandma held my hand as we'd laugh and play
With the sun on our shoulders and grass on our feet
Life was pure and simple and sweet
Oh, those simple times, where have they gone?
Playing with Grandma, the whole day long
Grandpa's snacks and Matchbox cars
Underneath a sky full of shining stars
Grandpa's treehouse was my secret place
I'd climb up high with the wind on my face
He'd bring me snacks, like beef sticks and cheese
As I dreamed of adventures in the rustling leaves
Oh, those simple times, where have they gone?
Playing in the treehouse till the day was done
He'd bring me snacks, like beef sticks and cheese
As I dreamed of adventures in the rustling leaves
Riding bikes with Grandma, down the lane
Feeling the freedom, like a runaway train
The clock inside ticking softly to the tune
Of childhood dreams beneath the summer moon
Oh, those simple times, where have they gone?
Days filled with wonder, where we belonged
Grandpa's snacks and Grandma's care
In that little house, love was everywhere
Now, whenever I close my eyes, I can still go back
To Grandma's house and that bacon stack
Those memories linger, they warm my soul
Those simple times at their house, where I felt whole.