Lyrics Gold - Frank Sinatra

Gold

You’re young for a golden moment, you sigh and it flies away
And then in the silent September, you dream of the music of May
You’re young for a shining hour, but soon it’s remember-when
Take hold of that golden moment
For once it’s gone, it never comes back again
Take hold of that golden moment
For once it is gone, it never comes back
You cry, still it won’t come back
It’s gone and never comes back again