Arum Rae

Gold Lyrics

I'm the wind

That hears you calling

I've come to carry you home

I'm the sky

That sees you wandering

Around your deserted throne

I'm the move

Written in stone

Not talking about worldly things

But soul



I'm not a trend

Or fair weather friend

To fade in the morning

I'll move to the country

And raise you your family

I'm not thinking about money, babe

We've got gold

Shining all around us

Golden Happiness