It was November. It was cold; below the seasonal average, the weather forecast said. The wind swept the dead leaves along in gusts. The sky was a cold, clear blue. Really not the weather to be put
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In the Golden light
I listen to our song
In the Golden light
Nothing is wrong
In the Golden light
You're here
In the Golden light
There's nothing to fear
In the golden light
Where day fades to night
You leave dusky kisses on my face, their fading light taking your place
I listen to our song
In the Golden light
Nothing is wrong
In the Golden light
You're here
In the Golden light
There's nothing to fear
In the golden light
Where day fades to night
You leave dusky kisses on my face, their fading light taking your place