I've got skies of blue
And every lovely line of that old tune
Right outside the door
But my hiding place will keep me away
Start new
With wonder of a wide-eyed youth
A land without a chart
And the history without a mark of you
Stay young and golden aged
Never move or change
From such a perfect state of love
A dull view
A world that's growing old on you
But permanence is hard
When you're losing it right from the start of it
Stay young and golden aged
Never move or change
From such a perfect state of love
In my head, in my head
I'll stay here for the day
Oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, ah-ah
