Days of Hope and Glory

When I was a child the whole world looked so wild, oh, oh, so wild Then I was a boy and discovered new toys, oh, oh, the joy Wanna get it out, gotta get it out This is my tale – these were the times of my life Running with the pack, never turning back Thanks to you all – won’t get ‘em out of my mind... The days of hope and glory And nights of solitude... Don’t ask me what’s the story – there’s nothing there for you Then I was a youth on the hunt for the truth, oh so uncouth Adrift on a blue ocean so far and so wide, far, far and wide Wanna get it out, gotta get it out This is my tale – these were the times of my life Running with the pack, never turning back Thanks to you all – won’t get ‘em out of my mind... The days of hope and glory And nights of solitude... Don’t ask me what’s the story – there’s nothing there for you Now I am a man, still a child deep inside, deep, deep inside I wandered far and wide in the dark and the light The black and the white The days of hope and glory And nights of solitude... Don’t ask me what’s the story – there’s nothing there for you The days of hope and glory And nights of solitude... Don’t ask me what’s the story – there’s nothing there for you