Flicker lights on an old marquee
Dusty streets whisper history
A photograph tucked in my sleeve
Of the you and me we used to be
Golden haze it wraps around
Lost in time where we were found
Dancing slow to a fading sound
Bittersweet but it holds us now
Faded letters on a diner sign
Echoes linger like vintage wine
The clock it ticks but it can't rewind
Your laugh is etched in the back of my mind
Air is thick with a melody
A soft refrain pulls the heart to sea
The ghosts of us they waltz so free
In the spaces where we used to be
Golden haze it wraps around
Lost in time where we were found
Dancing slow to a fading sound
Bittersweet but it holds us now
The vinyl skips but the warmth remains
A looping song in a broken frame
The past it calls in its soft refrain
Golden haze won't forget our names