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 [bad word] can fly away
like a mountain can
lose it's peak
I now know a heart can
change it's 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 [bad word] can fly away
like a mountain can
lose it's peak
I now know a heart can
change it's needs
quietly

and so [bad word] tomorrow [bad word] tomorrow
goodbye
goodbye
yeah, [bad word] tomorrow [bad word] tomorrow
goodbye
goodbye