歌词
All the gold that glitters
In the morning light
Doesn't mean much to the midnight sky
When you're old and bitter
In your ailing life
All that gold will have lost its shine
These are the times
Gotta let it out
Gotta let it out and move on
These are the times
Gotta let it out
Gotta let it out and move on
All the angels in heaven
With their outstretched wings
Well they don't mean much to kids outside
When it's cold and bitter
And the winds turn snow
Well the angels are too far out of sight
These are the times
Gotta let it out
Gotta let it out and move on
These are the times
Gotta let it out
Gotta let it out and move on
These are the times
Gotta let it out
Gotta let it out and move on
These are the times
Gotta let it out
Gotta let it out and move on