Like Gold
The line that curves and cracks
The wall in two and points
To where your hand is stretched
My baby, you're everything to me
When you're gone, there's no one,
I'm just lonely
My baby, I never use those words,
But that's all I could call
Someone as sweet as you
Here and now
The air the light
Has burst into between
Where you and I
We rest unfold
And melt like gold
Autor(es): Erlend Oye
