Your account Your account


Member area Your account
Login
Password

Forgot your password?
Register
Your account Your account

 Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado
 Hips Don't Lie by Shakira
 Crazy by Gnarls Barkley
 So Sick by Ne-Yo
 Where'd You Go by Fort Minor
 Stars Are Blind by Paris Hilton
 A Public Affair by Jessica Simpson
 Pump It by Black Eyed Peas
 Ain't No Other Man by Christina Aguilera
 Unfaithful by Rihanna

Top 50

Your account Your account

 Madonna
 Aerosmith
 Coldplay
 Black Eyed Peas
 Gwen Stefani
 U2
 Christina Aguilera
 Ne-Yo
 Jessica Simpson
 Shakira

Top 50

Your account Your account

 18 Tracks by Bruce Springsteen
 R.U.L.E. by Ja Rule
 Ray of Light by Madonna
 Donut Comes Alive by Alice Donut
 Last Temptation by Ja Rule
 Born in The U. S. a. by Bruce Springsteen
 Born to Run by Bruce Springsteen
 Collection by Abba
 So Long, Astoria by Ataris
 Back to Bedlam by James Blunt

Top 50

Browse artists > A  B  C  D  E  F  G  H  I  J  K  L  M  N  O  P  Q  R  S  T  U  V  W  X  Y  Z  # 

Lyrics >  W >  Walkabouts lyrics >  Trail of Stars > Gold

Gold

Printer Friendly Version
See my silly watch
See my silly watch
Every second lost, hmm
Every second lost, hmm
Lost in a strange arcade
Lost in a strange arcade
Got drunk on girls night out
Got drunk on girls night out

If they’re the good years, I don’t know
If they’re the good years, I don’t know
What you call the hard years
What you call the hard years
If they’re the good times, I don’t know
If they’re the good times, I don’t know
What you call the hard times
What you call the hard times

Just let me know
Just let me know
If you can see the gold
If you can see the gold
Just let me know
Just let me know
If can you see the gold?
If can you see the gold?

Lay these knuckles bare
Lay these knuckles bare
Strip the varnish back
Strip the varnish back
Did we ever use to kiss?
Did we ever use to kiss?
Did I ever get you off?
Did I ever get you off?

If they’re the good years, I don’t know
If they’re the good years, I don’t know
What you call the hard years
What you call the hard years
If they’re the good times, I don’t know
If they’re the good times, I don’t know
What you call the hard times
What you call the hard times

I don’t see the gold in this
I don’t see the gold in this
I don’t see the gold
I don’t see the gold

The good years, I don’t know
The good years, I don’t know
Can’t hang it on a wanderin’ star
Can’t hang it on a wanderin’ star
Can’t hide it in a wanderin’ heart
Can’t hide it in a wanderin’ heart
Can’t blind it with a wanderin’ eye
Can’t blind it with a wanderin’ eye

The good years, I don’t know
The good years, I don’t know
Ah no
Ah no

Posters

[ All posters ]
Cape Point is the accepted line between the Atlantic and Indian Oceans
Cape Point is the accepted line between the Atlantic and Indian Oceans
An addict prepares to smoke a lump of raw opium
An addict prepares to smoke a lump of raw opium
The Addicts - Made In England
The Addicts - Made In England

Other Songs

Trail of Stars - 2000

Crime Story

Desert Skies

Drown

Harvey’s Quote to Me

Hightimes

Last Tears

No One The Wiser

On The Day

Straight to The Stars

Till I Reach You

Trail of Stars - 2000

Your account Your account
Buy this album ]
(c) 2006, Realook