Golden Bridges
Skydog Music
We sat beneath golden bridges
Creating magic, breathing the air
We sat beneath golden bridges
Watching the people pass, wishing time could last
We were young, we felt free
For the the first time in our lives
No one could tell us how to be
We just remained free
Under the golden bridges
If Virginia was across
On the other side, would you leave?
You always said it was the place to be
Perhaps you would once see the deep down side of me
But right now the skyline paints an admiral and his lover underneath the golden bridges
