
Date of issue: 03.12.2015
Song language: English
Golden Years |
We never know how good it was until our time runs out |
Longing for this perfect moment long ago |
Would you believe me if I told you now |
that this feels almost good to be true. |
Summer nights, morning lights |
fading in and fading out |
They sweep away without a sound |
I hope we realize |
In fifty years or so |
When we’re grey and old |
That these were our golden years |
Let’s keep this moment in our heart |
Life’s one hell of a ride |
And these are the golden years |
These are the golden years |
And there will be the day when we will miss this all |
The day when all this glitter turns to dust. |
Fearsly looking if there’s more to come |
Keep the sparkle growing deep inside of us |
Getting close for the parts |
Moving in and moving out |
we sweep away without a sound |
I hope we realize |
In fifty years or so |
When we’re grey and old |
These were our golden years |
Let’s keep this moment in our heart (?) |
Life’s one hell of a ride |
And these are the golden years |
These are the golden years |
Paint me black, paint me white |
Take me in, take me out |
Raise your bets, do or die |
No regrets, it’s your life |
We sweep away without a souhnd |
… without a sound |
(These are the golden years) |
And we realize |
In fifty years or so |
When we’re grey and old |
That these were our golden years |
Let’s keep this moment in our heart |
Life’s one hell of a ride |
And these are the golden years |
These are the golden years |
(These are the golden years) |
(These are the golden years) |
These are the golden years. |