you're probably somewhere sunny,
and I'm here wondering if you dream of me, while you're by the sea
of all the people passing, your face appears in every one i see,
but you're not with me
and now i just cant tell if, that's just the way you felt when we were just beginning,
you've turned to Midas
Chorus:
oooooohhh all i see is gold, all i see is gold
ooooooooh, all i see is gold, all i see is gold
and when you hold my hand, i don't feel anything…

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