Tied Together With A Smile: You cry but you don’t tell anyone that you might not be the golden one
'Fearless (Taylor’s Version)’
The Best Day: Past the pumpkin patch and the tractor rides, look now, the sky is gold
'Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)’
Castles Crumbling: Once, I had an empire in a golden age
State Of Grace: This is the golden age of something good and right and real
'1989 (Taylor’s Version)’
End Game: It’s like your eyes are liquor, it’s like your body is gold
So It Goes…: Gold cage, hostage to my feelings
Dancing With Our Hands Tied: My, my love had been frozen deep blue, but you painted me golden
Dress: Made your mark on me, a golden tattoo
Daylight: I once believed love would be black and white, but it’s golden
Daylight: I once believed love would be burning red, but it’s golden
Daylight: Like daylight, it’s golden like daylight
invisible string: One single thread of gold tied me to you
invisible string: Gold was the color of the leaves when I showed you around Centennial Park
gold rush: I don’t like a gold rush, gold rush
coney island: Were you waiting at our old spot in the tree line by the gold clock?
long story short: Missing me at the golden gates they once held the keys to
'The Tortured Poets Department’ / 'The Anthology’
The Tortured Poets Department: I scratch your head, you fall asleep like a tattooed golden retriever
I Look in People’s Windows: I look in people’s windows, transfixed by rose golden glows
Father Figure: Pulled up to you in the Jag, turned your rags into gold
Other Songs written by Taylor
Christmas Must Be Something More: Would the song still survive without five golden rings?
The Alcott: And there you are sitting as usual with your golden notebook
The Alcott: I had to do something to break into your golden thinking
The Joker And The Queen (Remix): And I know you think that what makes a king is gold, a palace, and diamond rings
Official Alternate Releases
cardigan (voice memo): But I knew you, living in a gold age, sneaking to my bird cage
Father Figure (Original Songwriting Voice Memo): Pulled up to you in the Jag, turned your rags into- down into gold
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