Текст песни Golden - Martha Tilston

Well, it's all over now
Flew in like a comet
And I was on it.
It's all paper now
Folded at the corners
To mark the date.
Oh he is golden
So I choose to tell him
And oh he loves another
No-no-no
No-no-no how can he love another
No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no
It's supposed to be me

I just keep talking,
Talking & singing
Tryin' to fill up space,
Just in case.
It feels good
It's understood,
But then so much is
So much is

Oh he is golden
So I'm gonna tell him
And oh he loves another
No-no-no
No-no-no how can he love another
No-no-no how can he love another
No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no

Might move away
Maybe to Ireland
Or maybe to the sea
Yes, to the sea.
I'm gonna move away
Maybe to France
Or to Portugal, Portugal

Oh he is golden
So I choose to tell him
And oh he loves another
No-no-no
No-no-no how can he love another
No-no-no how can he love another
No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no
It's supposed to be me

Well it's all over now,
But it flew in like a comet
And I thought I was on it.