The Golden Day

The years go by so quickly now I wish I could go back somehow And rip across the puzzle that swept through my head Many years of searching for the golden day Through many different characters And some are clear, and some are blurs The many mountains that were difficult to climb And still find time to search for the golden day Through crazes and lovers and confusion Many good things come to an end From 66 to 69 Reflections back into my prime The many days I spent just waiting there in line For gates to swing on open for the golden day Through games I played When I was young To melting fun drops on the tip of my tongue Through many different characters And some are clear, and some are blurs The many mountains that were difficult to climb And still find time to search for the golden day Through crazes and lovers and confusion Many good things come to an end Through games I played When I was young To melting fun drops on the tip of my tongue It never seemed I'd find those sunny days Buried treasures neath the woes Tip-toein' all through the maze My rainbow lost in the haze Through games I played When I was young To melting fun drops on the tip of my tongue The years go by so quickly now I wish I could go back somehow And rip across the puzzle that swept through my head Many years of searching for the golden day And now my searching days are done I stake my claim inside the sun I think the glow inside my heart is here to stay As my rainbow smiles upon my golden day Through games I played When I was young To melting fun drops on the tip of my tongue