Silver Into Gold Songtext
von Ann Sophie
Silver Into Gold Songtext
Constantly I am wondering
Why everybody′s pitting, patting, pampering
Grinning and continuing
This lousy flouzy certain thing of wanting to be the
King who everbody's following and everyone′s admiring
Asking question after question did they not learn a lesson
Every second is a blessing
But they start obsessing and also messing
Stop to caressing
WWho they could become
That they could be the one
You try to hold on to this certain one
You sigh you feel like you're the only one
Don't cry you don′t know yet where you belong
It′s fine it's fine
It seems quite hard to treat life with regard
Only if you fall apart, you crave a new start
But it seems fair to only care
Not about him, her or me
Just who you want to be
You try to hold on to this certain one
You sigh you feel like you′re the only one
Don't cry you don′t know yet where you belong
It's fine it′s fine
You try to hold on to this certain one
You sigh you feel like you're the only one
Don't cry you don′t know yet where you belong
It′s fine it's fine
′Cause you know the picture of your soul
So pick your head up and go
Just take it slow
Let your feather soak
Into the colour of growth
Let it turn from silver into gold
Hour after hour
You seem to devour
Your vision of their power
They seem like a flower
But there's nothing more sour
Than a rose that lost its colour
Don′t care 'bout what you see
Just who you want to be
You try to hold on to this certain one
You sigh you feel like you′re the only one
Don't cry you don't know yet where you belong
It′s fine it′s fine
Cause you know
The picture of your soul
So pick your head up and go
Just take it slow
Let your feather soak
Into the colour of growth
Let it turn from silver into gold
Badada down
Badada down
Why everybody′s pitting, patting, pampering
Grinning and continuing
This lousy flouzy certain thing of wanting to be the
King who everbody's following and everyone′s admiring
Asking question after question did they not learn a lesson
Every second is a blessing
But they start obsessing and also messing
Stop to caressing
WWho they could become
That they could be the one
You try to hold on to this certain one
You sigh you feel like you're the only one
Don't cry you don′t know yet where you belong
It′s fine it's fine
It seems quite hard to treat life with regard
Only if you fall apart, you crave a new start
But it seems fair to only care
Not about him, her or me
Just who you want to be
You try to hold on to this certain one
You sigh you feel like you′re the only one
Don't cry you don′t know yet where you belong
It's fine it′s fine
You try to hold on to this certain one
You sigh you feel like you're the only one
Don't cry you don′t know yet where you belong
It′s fine it's fine
′Cause you know the picture of your soul
So pick your head up and go
Just take it slow
Let your feather soak
Into the colour of growth
Let it turn from silver into gold
Hour after hour
You seem to devour
Your vision of their power
They seem like a flower
But there's nothing more sour
Than a rose that lost its colour
Don′t care 'bout what you see
Just who you want to be
You try to hold on to this certain one
You sigh you feel like you′re the only one
Don't cry you don't know yet where you belong
It′s fine it′s fine
Cause you know
The picture of your soul
So pick your head up and go
Just take it slow
Let your feather soak
Into the colour of growth
Let it turn from silver into gold
Badada down
Badada down
Writer(s): Thomas Brodie Watson, Heather Ann Andrews Weir Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com