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And you said
We would be golden
When we grow old
And you said
We'd never be broken
When we grow old

But if a river
Can dry to dust
I guess, the angels
We learn to trust
Can fly away

And like a mountain
Can lose it's peak
I now know
The heart can change
Its needs quietly

And you said
We'd never be parted
When we grow old
And you said
I'll see you in Heaven
When we grow old

But if a river
Can dry to dust
I guess, the angels
We learn to trust
Can fly away

And like a mountain
Can lose it's peak
I now know
The heart can change
Its needs quietly

And so goodbye
Come tomorrow
Goodbye, come tomorrow
Goodbye, goodbye

Yeah, goodbye
Come tomorrow
Goodbye, come tomorrow
Goodbye, goodbye

And you said
We would be golden
When we grow old