Good Times

You've been in all my dreams
but they haven't all been bad
I've been thinking about the good times, hon,
that we've never had...

Songs we've never sung,
flowers that never grew,
why should things be dark and gray
when the sky is bright and blue?

Yes, roses could be red,
& violets could be blue,
if you would just be with me,
then we could both be true.

Why shouldn't we have some good times?
Would that be so bad?
Why shouldn't we have some good times,
when they're waiting to be had?

-Howard Fishman