Golden Hour

Hold them up when the trees come back
About the cup of wine surrounds me
Never can tell me it doesn’t care
So where are you when the trees come back?
I can’t forget about the way you move
The way you looked before you left
I’m better of running to see you in your green shirt
Walk through the city, the colored lights
I’m better of running to see you in your green shirt
Walk through the city, the colored lights
So punish me now with those brand new eyes
Wish you were here when the trees come back
And the weather is nice this evening but I don’t care
I’m better of running to see you in your green shirt
Walk through the city, the colored lights
I’m better of running to see in your green shirt
Walk through the city, the colored lights
I’m better of running to see in your green shirt
I’m better of running to see you
So punish me now with those brand new eyes