- cifra
This golden glow,
is not happiness
It's the dust that you kicked in my face
before saying goodbye
Oh memory
Won't you speak to me?
Can you show me the boat in my soul
That can sail me back home
Let me go
Let me go
Let me go
You can shake me down
You can clean my teeth
Get me ready to lead all the people
that I thought I knew
But my memory
Has mistaken me
Can't remember the last time
I felt so incredibly young
Let me go
Let me go
Let me go
Let me go
And I try
To leave
But my bones,
Just won't agree
And I try,
To believe
You should try
Set me free
Let me go
Let me go
Let me go
Let me go
Let me go
