I find your soul within my hands,
My power is to great
My people love me
These coins are as bright as the sun
Everything I touch, brings me riches
But everything I touch I lose happiness
You bring me riches
Your eyes are as bright as diamonds
While your hair is as slick as silver
I find your soul within my hands
I wish I could feel your warmth
I wish I could hold your hand
With you, I wish I can grow old
But every time we touch
you turn into gold
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 12:51 PM UTC
I find your soul within my hands,
My power is to great
My people love me
These coins are as bright as the sun
Everything I touch, brings me riches
But everything I touch I lose happiness
You bring me riches
Your eyes are as bright as diamonds
While your hair is as slick as silver
I find your soul within my hands
I wish I could feel your warmth
I wish I could hold your hand
With you, I wish I can grow old
But every time we touch
you turn into gold
