Wild Feathers, The - Golden Days Lyrics






Underneath the sycamore tree
I can only dream how it used to be
Yeah maybe I was born after my time
Yeah a little too late for a heart like mine

So much to hold onto
But I've always tried to run
Time doesn't stop, it just keeps moving on
You only miss it when it's gone

Golden days, ain't what they used to be
Golden days, ain't what they used to be

I think it's time I pick up and leave
Head somewhere a little more than free
So I hope this letter will find you in time
Somewhere where the cactus meets the pine

So much to hold onto
But I've always tried to run
Time doesn't stop, it just keeps moving on
You only miss it when it's gone

Golden days, ain't what they used to be
Golden days, ain't what they used to be

Golden days, ain't what they used to be
Golden days, ain't what they used to be





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  1. N.... B....

    Sounds classic and new at the same time, they have this cool knack☺

  2. e.... c....

    I'm glad to be here first. I'm letting everyone know who you all are. I've been trying for 5 years now

    e.... c....

    Keep rocking on. Love you guys