Testo Golden Years

Wide eyed at sunrise
Cups down, bottled up inside
Breathe in admit we're gonna try it again
Felt like I'll never come down
Now all my friends freak me out
Can't keep my head in the clouds just like them

So how do I find a way to say That maybe the golden years they mean
Something a bit different these days
Cuz now it takes everything in me
Putting the past up on a shelf
And falling in love with something else

One last look back
Still running but my head's on track
Can't get caught up in the meaning
But we'll never know
What happens after today
No good things stay the same
So point the finger
It's something bigger now, right now
How do I find a way to say
That maybe the golden years they mean
Something a bit different these days
Cuz now it takes everything in me
Putting the past up on a shelf
And falling in love with something else

Most things we left unsaid
Forever lost in a memory, memory
(Maybe the good things have the change)
(But that doesn't mean they go away)
Facing what's up ahead
I hope I never forget me, forget me
(Maybe the good things have the change)
(But that doesn't mean they go away)

Most things we left unsaid
Forever lost in a memory
(Maybe the good things have the change)
(But that doesn't mean they go away)
Facing what's up ahead
I hope I never forget me, forget me
(Maybe the good things have the change)
(But that doesn't mean they go away)

So how do I find a way to say
That maybe the golden years they mean
Something a bit different these days
Cuz now it takes everything in me
Putting the past up on a shelf
And falling in love with something
Love with something
Love with something else