I don't want to take my time
I don't care if we do it right
But you want to see the shadows rolling by
And moving into light
I don't want to see my life this clearly
Let me tell you something
When it's clear and bright
You should not take pictures
'Till the golden hour
The boy with the silver ears
Wanted to stop and listen
He could hear but now she's seeing something bright
My eyes are getting tired
But they tell me that seeing is believing
Let me tell you something
When it's clear and bright
You should not take pictures
'Till the golden hour
Let me tell you something
When it's clear and bright
You should not take pictures
'Till the golden hour