Back on my childhood bed
Feels so small under my own head
Old photos stick to the walls
Bring me back to the time I've lost
I should have grown out of it now
If I would know how
I have to let you go
This room is not my home
I set fire and begged for rain
Now I'm burning up my parade
I have to let you go
Golden days were filled with light
Smiling falling of my bike
Dark nights were hiding away
Somehow the sunshine changed
Thought I'd be healed by now
But it still hurts somehow
I have to let you go
Free up myself to new worlds
I set fire and begged for rain
Now I'm burning up my parade
I have to let you go
I have to let you go
Every day is like the first
All the wounds soaked in water and salt
But I still like to think
One day I'll be free
To express myself
For who I am
Francesca Everly - Golden Days Lyrics
Francesca Everly - Golden Days Lyrics
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Back on my childhood bed
Feels so small under my own head
Old photos stick to the walls
Bring me back to the time I've lost
I should have grown out of it now
If I would know how
I have to let you go
This room is not my home
I set fire and begged for rain
Now I'm burning up my parade
I have to let you go
Golden days were filled with light
Smiling falling of my bike
Dark nights were hiding away
Somehow the sunshine changed
Thought I'd be healed by now
But it still hurts somehow
I have to let you go
Free up myself to new worlds
I set fire and begged for rain
Now I'm burning up my parade
I have to let you go
I have to let you go
Every day is like the first
All the wounds soaked in water and salt
But I still like to think
One day I'll be free
To express myself
For who I am
Feels so small under my own head
Old photos stick to the walls
Bring me back to the time I've lost
I should have grown out of it now
If I would know how
I have to let you go
This room is not my home
I set fire and begged for rain
Now I'm burning up my parade
I have to let you go
Golden days were filled with light
Smiling falling of my bike
Dark nights were hiding away
Somehow the sunshine changed
Thought I'd be healed by now
But it still hurts somehow
I have to let you go
Free up myself to new worlds
I set fire and begged for rain
Now I'm burning up my parade
I have to let you go
I have to let you go
Every day is like the first
All the wounds soaked in water and salt
But I still like to think
One day I'll be free
To express myself
For who I am
Writer: Francesca Guerra
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