You said
We would be golden
When we grow old

You said
We'd never be broken
When we grow old

But if a river could dry to dust
I guess the angels we learned to trust
Can fly away
And like a mountain can lose it's peak
I know another heart can change its beat
Quietly

You said
We'd never be parted
When we grow old

You said
I'll see you in heaven
When we grow old

But if a river could dry to dust
I guess the angels we learned to trust
Can fly away
And like a mountain can lose it's peak
I know another heart can change its beat
Quietly

So goodbye
Come tomorrow
Goodbye
Come tomorrow
Goodbye
Goodbye

Goodbye
Come tomorrow
Goodbye
Come tomorrow
Goodbye
Goodbye

You said
We would be golden
When we grow old

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