Girl of Gold, Truth Be Told

As I sit here damp with tears

I attempt to throw away my fears

I set my sights on a girl of gold

The girl I'd like to be before I'm old

I hope this girl stops you dead

I hope this girl will not be your friend

I hope that she can hold me back

When I try to find you again

This girl of gold will hold my soul

Cradle it as I cry, dry my face till it's soft

She is good to me because she knows my worth

She knows of my destiny here on Earth

I hope this girl stops you dead

I hope this girl will not be your friend

I hope that she can hold me back

When I try to find you again

I grab the hands of this girl

In an attempt to hold some of her power

My life feels but a minute, hers an hour

But she tells me the power is all mine

Now I sit here in my pile of fool's gold

Waiting for it to become real like hers

The moon reflects a milky light onto my skin

I see it sparkling

The gold is coming