- cifra
In the days, the golden days
When everybody knew what they wanted
It ain't here today
Through the times of lasting love
when parents talked of things tried and tested
They don't feel the same
Dreams and belief have gone
Time, life itself goes on
From beyond the shrinking skies
Where money talks and leaves us hypnotized
It dont' pave the way
Underneath the fading sun
The silent sum of a businessman
Has left us choking
Dreams and belief have gone
Time, life itself goes on
In the days, the golden days
When everybody knew what they wanted
It ain't here today
Dreams and belief have gone
Time, life itself goes on
