Said the Whale - Everything She Touches Is Gold To Me
Hurry up Sunday, I cannot waitI sent you a letter but I know it came late
I'll be there early, dressed to the nines
If you got my message then I know we'll be fine
Nothing ever comes my way
Everything she touches is gold to me
Everything she touches is gold to me
Monday just drags on, Tuesday's the same
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday could be any old day
I just want Sunday, will you be there?
Did you get my letter and did you even care?
Everything she touches is gold to me
Everything she touches is gold to me
Hurry up sunrise, I cannot wait
All the nights are lonely and tomorrow's the day
Everything she touches is gold to me
Everything she touches is gold to me
Everything she touches is gold to me
Everything she touches is gold to me
Gold to me
Everything she touches is gold to me
Everything she touches is gold to me
Everything she touches is gold to me
Everything she touches is gold to me
Written by:
Tyler Grayson Bancroft, Robert Benjamin Worcester
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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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