John Spillane - Everything's Turning To Gold, Cathy Lyrics

Everything's turning to gold, Cathy
And the sun is setting in the islands
Above the town there's two swans flying
Away home to heaven

And many's the heart was broken
Many the weary traveler
Couldn't even have imagined
Such a heaven

And who are we to go golden
Through the streets, through the islands
Through the long days dying
Through the shadows

And who are we to go laughing and smiling
Who are we to go hoping and dreaming
Who are we to go walking like children home

Everything's turning to gold, Cathy
Everything old and worn
Everything tired and torn
From the journey

And who are we to go golden
Through the field, through the forest
Through the night, through the harvest
Through the shadows

And who are we to go laughing and smiling
Who are we to go hoping and dreaming
Who are we to go walking like children home

Everything's turning to gold, Cathy
And the sun is setting in the islands
Above the town there's two swans flying
Away home to heaven