Gold - Chet Faker
You gotta know, I'm feeling love
Made of gold, I never loved a
Another one, another you
It's gotta be love I said it
I might as well be in a garden
I said, ah
A smell in the air is a dripping rose (you could be the one for me)
Another soul to meet my void then
Of anything bare that's made of gold
A physical kiss is nothing without it
And you close your eyes to see what it's done
The body that lies is built up on looking
Cause all that remains before it's begun
You gotta know, I'm feeling love
Made of gold, I never loved a
Another one, another you
It's gotta be love, I said it