Woorden: Matt Bianco. Matt's Mood. Golden Days.

Who said that dreams that you plan
Will always slip through your hands to the man
Who always gets in your way, day after day
Who said that love was a thing
For someone else to believe in your heart
You're always running away
Why can't you stay

Hear me when I say
That things are getting better
Never be afraid
In a day what a day
When I'm spending it with you
And every time you say
That life is so much more
Then I'm blown away

Golden days

Hey what you say is it time
To free yourself
From yourself in your mind
Like a Phoenix you'll rise
With hope in your eyes
Hey what you say is it time
To face the truth
Have some peace in your life
This I hope and I pray
That you'll find a way