Wasn't it yesterday I was eight years old I had a pocket full of rocks Man I knew they were made of solid gold There were girls to be hated 'Cause there were Trees to be climbed And forts to be built, there was so much time It's good to be alive, It's good to be alive There's nothing in the world like being fifteen Your pockets are empty, but your head is full of dreams Of girls to be loved Of places to see It's the best and the worst Just my friends and me And we're anything we want to be And it's good to be alive To feel the wind in my face See the blue in the sky It's days like this I realize What a gift it is It's good to be alive Good to be alive Well I wonder, what this day will see Will I find my dreams or stare in the face of tragedy Whatever may come Whatever may be Of this I am sure, I'm forgiven and free And I will live like I believe It's good to be alive To feel the wind in my face See the blue in the sky It's days like this I realize What a gift it is It's good to be alive Good to be alive ♪ Whatever may come Whatever may be Of this we're sure, we're forgiven and free It's good to be alive To feel the wind in my face See the blue in the sky It's days like this I realize What a gift it is What a gift it is It's good to be alive To feel the wind in my face See the blue in the sky It's days like this I realize What a gift it is It's good to be alive So good, Isn't good to be alive?