Gold - The Shelters

Through the leaves of fallen trees

A song travels on the breeze

Find her there, draped in red

Mixing potions for my head

I can’t stop shaking

Feeling good from my head to my toes

Yeah, it’s all what you make it

Everything I touch turns gold

It’s a mystery to me

I never know just who I’ll be

Like we’ve never met before

That’s me standing in the door

I can’t stop shaking

Feeling good from my head to my toes

Yeah, it’s all what you make it

Everything I touch turns gold

I can’t stop shaking

Feeling good from my head to my toes

Yeah, it’s all what you make it

Everything I touch turns gold