Gold

Take me back to February mornings
Pulling covers over heads
Take me back to endless nights
Singing songs of second tries

But your light seems brighter now
Your light seems brighter now
Your light seems brighter now
Without me

He's a godsend; loves to watch my eyes pin
Gold became his best friend-name it and it's his sin
And then that hand, through shadows, reached
To fix a finger straight at me
Now you and I are memory
Stuck in between my teeth
And you shamed the saints
Said I'm cleaning up
Screamed hallelu, I've had enough
Steady on the bottom rung
Stretch your neck, lift your eyes up
Not once have you seen the sun

But your light seems brighter now
Your light seems brighter now
Your light seems brighter now
Without me



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Adler
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