Lyrics

Golden light in the window pane.
Smoke goes 'round like an old refrain.
No one knows how to ease the pain.
Must be time for a song again.

Your heart can feel what your mind can't see.
Touch is sweet if you let it be.
Workin' hard ain't the only thing.
Must be time for a song again.

It's the ancient way...
Any time of day...
Sing a song, short or long,
To pass the time away.

Heart-sworn lovers and dear old friends
May not last till the very end.
These old strings may be made of tin.
But there's still time for a song again.