paroles de chanson Golden - Andrew Combs

Golden, golden, child of mine
A touch of green, feathers fine
Rare is the notion, sweet is the potion
Bird of youth, teach her to fly

One foot in front of the other, that's right
She might slip, but she's reaching for the light...

Golden, golden, blue eyed girl
Your mama's touch in a wild world
I'm taking note of what's taking place
She's learning how to shine each and every day

One foot in front of the other
I'll be right here, if there's too much ground to cover...

And the leaves... fall all around her
And the trees... tower above her
With wisdom in their stare
And flowers in her hair
Always golden

One foot in front of the other, that's right
She might sleep, but she's reaching for the light...

And the leaves... fall all around her
And the trees... tower above her
With wisdom in their stare
And flowers in her hair
Always golden
Forever golden