Scott Matthews Good Times
After all is said and done,
Let the laughter commence,
Lower your shield,
And let down your defence,
With friends so dear,
Looking out for you on your way
We drink, drink to good health,
Singing merry songs,
You dare not blink
For fear the dream will move along,
So soberly clear,
When you're hazy and on your way
Needing somebody to love you,
Some place you belong to,
Some time that will never be surpassed
