Gold
Through the leaves of fallen trees
A song travels on the breeze,
Find her there, draped in red
Mixing potions for my head
I can't stop shaking
Feeling good from my head to my toes
Yeah, it's all what you make it
Everything I touch turns gold
It's a mystery to me,
I never know just who I'll be
Like we've never met before,
That's me standing in the door
I can't stop shaking
Feeling good from my head to my toes
Yeah, it's all what you make it
Everything I touch turns gold
I can't stop shaking
Feeling good from my head to my toes
Yeah, it's all what you make it
Everything I touch turns gold
Writer/s: Josh Jove
