Golden Years - Softengine

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.