Golden Age Lyrics

We whistled on our way

living in the golden age

it was a carefree kind of melody

And the skies were always blue

loving was the thing to do

was a special kind of energy

Can remember when I try

feeling that way inside

nostalgia’s been my remedy

Woah oh oh oh

Bring me back to the golden age

before my future

starts to fade away

Pictures on a wall inside a frame

those perfect places

live in a golden age

Saw my neighbor down the street

made a plan for us to meet

for some ice cream at the Dairy Queen

The wind flowing through my hair

riding bikes in pairs

until the sunset told us where to go

Woah (oh oh oh)

Bring me back to the golden age

before my future

starts to fade away

Pictures on a wall inside a frame

those perfect places

live in a golden age

That’s how the story goes

That’s how the story goes

No matter who you ask

That’s how the story goes

That’s how the story goes

No matter who you ask

That’s how the story goes

That’s how the story goes