Youth

And you said we would be golden when we grow old

And you said we'd never be broken when we grow old

But if a river can dry to dust

I guess the angels we learn to trust can fly away

Like a mountain can lose it's peak

I now know a heart can change it's needs quietly

And you said we'd never be parted when we grow old

And you said I'll see you in heaven when we grow old

But if a river can dry to dust

I guess the angels we learn to trust can fly away

Like a mountain can lose it's peak

I now know a heart can change it's needs quietly

And so goodbye, come tomorrow; goodbye, come tomorrow

goodbye, goodbye

Yeah, goodbye, come tomorrow; goodbye, come tomorrow

Goodbye goodbye

And you said we would be golden when we grow old