Turn to Gold

By Oliver Franklin
© 2005 Reeling From The Stitch (ASCAP)

Trust me when I tell you that
There was no accidental kiss
Don’t go blaming fate or chance
It’s we who got us into this
You took me by surprise and that is all

So in the end perhaps you’re here
To have but not to hold

And everything is turning to gold
My darling
Everything is turning to gold

Let it pass I’m tired of talking
Tired of staying in control
Tired of all the looks you give me
Tired of feeling less than whole
I only want to touch your face again

And maybe I could steal your heart
Before it just grows cold

And everything is turning to gold, my darling
Everything is turning to gold

To come so close and fall so far
This can’t be how it always ends
We’ve done the same thing all before
And now it’s happened all again
Must it always end this way?

Or maybe I’ll just steal your heart
Before it just grows cold

And everything is turning to gold, my darling
Everything is turning to gold