her tears are golden, Caroline
a dance by the lake letting loose
trees surrounded younger years
cones as her souvenirs
fate is just another plan
she carries all the hope in her hands
to the city where the novelties
are facing her modesty
lights go low, low
carry on, on
carry on, carry on
until forever, Caroline,
never seen a stranger like her
getting lost in the modern times
washed by the higher tides
her tears are golden, Caroline
a dance by the lake without shoes
hands are reaching to the sky
swaying into the night
lights go low, low
carry on, on
carry on, carry on
this is another side of our summer sun
everyone's undone of being young
we're on the run
lights go low, low
carry on, on
carry on, carry on