Текст песни
The sun is painting golden lines
On every street on every sign
The summer's fading from the sky
But I'm not ready to say goodbye
I hold the light I hold the sound
Of all the days we spun around
Golden hours in my mind
I'll keep them with me all the time
The warmth the breeze the endless skies
The summer never really dies
Golden hours stay with me
Like a quiet melody
The sun may set the night may fall
But golden hours I'll recall
The memories are soft and clear
Like whispers only I can hear
I'm not alone I'm not afraid
I'm made of all the summer days
I hold the light I hold the sound
Of all the days we spun around
Golden hours in my mind
I'll keep them with me all the time
The warmth the breeze the endless skies
The summer never really dies
Golden hours stay with me
Like a quiet melody
The sun may set the night may fall
But golden hours I'll recall
The world can keep its hurried pace
I'll stay right here in this warm space
With golden light upon my face
And summer's gentle grace
Golden hours in my mind
I'll keep them with me all the time
The warmth the breeze the endless skies
The summer never really dies
Golden hours
Golden hours
