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Gold Label - Golden Year Lyrics



Gold Label - Golden Year Lyrics
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To Rome, for an old wooden home
I'll be alone
Storm clouds are pouring out, settle down
Cracks in the door
Sold my ticket to the end
And I would again, spoke to pretend
I would gather all my fears
And I'd hide my tears from the golden year
Slow down, little towns will grow around
On a mound beneath the house
I'll wait and I'll pray
That I can lay in a quiet day
No one around
Sold my ticket to the end
And I would again, spoke to pretend
I would gather all my fears
And I'd hide my tears from the golden year
Never need to doubt it
I would always stay here
Never need to doubt it
I would always stay here
Never need to doubt it
I would always stay here
Never need to doubt it
I would always stay here
Sold my ticket to a place near
Spending all my days here
I'd be around
I would rather live without it
Or a need to doubt it
Than to see what might
Sold my ticket to the end
And I would again, spoke to pretend
I would gather all my fears
And I'd hide my tears from the golden year
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English

To Rome, for an old wooden home
I'll be alone
Storm clouds are pouring out, settle down
Cracks in the door
Sold my ticket to the end
And I would again, spoke to pretend
I would gather all my fears
And I'd hide my tears from the golden year
Slow down, little towns will grow around
On a mound beneath the house
I'll wait and I'll pray
That I can lay in a quiet day
No one around
Sold my ticket to the end
And I would again, spoke to pretend
I would gather all my fears
And I'd hide my tears from the golden year
Never need to doubt it
I would always stay here
Never need to doubt it
I would always stay here
Never need to doubt it
I would always stay here
Never need to doubt it
I would always stay here
Sold my ticket to a place near
Spending all my days here
I'd be around
I would rather live without it
Or a need to doubt it
Than to see what might
Sold my ticket to the end
And I would again, spoke to pretend
I would gather all my fears
And I'd hide my tears from the golden year
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Writer: Aleks Jankovic
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Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: Aleks Jankovic
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