Gray Turns Gold

Well I wonder, how long will it be
'Cause I've been trying to get the time on my side
Feels like half a century

Westward, Westward, Westward to a sunnier street
They say that you've got nine lives
I'm runnin' outta gasoline

December days, they might feel cold
But, you got to know
That the gray turns gold

When I get up, it knocks me down
I'm on my knees
I got new clothes, cut off my hair
But it didn't change a thing

So wake up, wake up, wake up
The sun is in your eyes
Just lace up your muddiest boots
And don't you dare apologize

December days, they might feel cold
But you got to know
That the gray turns gold

That the gray turns gold (gold)
Gold (gold)
Gold
Gray turns gold (gray turns gold)

That the gray turns gold (gold)
Gold (gold)
Gold
Gray turns gold (gray turns gold)

December days, they might feel cold
You got to know
That the gray turns gold



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Goldstein, Lukas Effman, Robert Fink
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