Street of Gold

Doors once opened, now suddenly closed
Stripped of everything, naked & exposed
Gallows around me, hang low from above
What I call betrayal, oh, you call love
Ooh, ooh, ooh

Standing on this corner, with no bread or water
A fallen angel from above, a lamb led to its slaughter
Gallows around me, hang low from above
What I call betrayal, oh, you call love

Yet I keep coming back with this empty bag that I own
Filled with a heavy load of dreams never told
Guilty of buying everything your smile sold
And you think of me as a beggar standing on a street of gold

Fables and fairy tales don't always end so well
But don't worry
All those secrets you hold, I will never tell
Ooh, ooh, ooh

What I call betrayal, you call love
(Ooh) yet I keep coming back with this empty bag that I own
(Ooh) filled with a heavy load of dreams never told
(Ooh) guilty of buying everything your smile sold
And you think of me as just some beggar standing on a street of gold

Gold
Gold (just some beggar)
Gold (just some beggar on the road)
Gold (just some beggar on the road)

Guilty of buying everything your smile sold
And you think of me as just some beggar standing on a street of gold



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Peloso, Sal Vitale
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