Run Wild, Young Beauty - Hotel Books

Sometimes I feel like some sort of gold being

I’m some sort of metal that only has purpose

When someone needs something

And people wouldn’t chase after me if it wasn’t for greed

If it wasn’t for the purchasing of some sort of peace

And my hopes and dreams are put on display for all to see

But under heat, they bend and they bleed

And maybe you couldn’t tell, this was once beautiful

It’s pure gold, just covered in black ink

Covered in the charcoal remains of ashes

From the last time someone burned me

But baby, I can be something you need

So bend me in that fire until I fit a shape

That can offer you some sort of utility

Cause I can see you, but I can’t touch you, and I can touch you,

but I can’t feel you

And I can feel you, but I can’t see you.

I used to, but then I went blind

Mend me into a cup, so when you get too drunk, you’ll think of me

Or mend me into a ring, or some sort of jewelry

So I can hold some sort of diamond within me

And people won’t notice me, but they’ll see I possess something with beauty

Make me into the buckles for the shoes on your feet, so when you run away

From this broken down street, you can take me with you when you chase your dream

Or make me into a music box so when I am opened, people can feel enlightened

Make me into a trophy, so someone can hold me high

As they boast to the sky that they don’t need anything

Make me into a medallion, a true sign of victory

Not as flashy as a trophy, so it possesses some dignity

Make me into a locket that you can wear around your neck

So I can possess a picture of the man who made you feel the best

Or at least better than I ever did

Cause I can touch you, but I can’t see you, and I can see you, but I can’t feel

you

Well I can feel you, but I can’t touch you, I used to, but then you left my life

You’re not one to look for gold, or any other sort of monetary value

And that’s why I’ll always love you.

That’s why I’ll always love you

So don’t make me into anything you might lose

Please just don’t make me into another excuse

Just make me feel like me so I can make you feel like you

I can feel you, I can touch you, and I can’t see you

Where have you gone?

Just don’t make me into another excuse

Just make me into something you can use

Just make me feel like me, so I can make you feel like you

Cause I can feel you, but I can’t see you, and I can see you, but I can’t touch

you, and I can touch you, but I can’t feel you

All I can feel is that your love makes me feel alive