You’re like Gold Dust 
It rains over me
foreign sun that I thought I’d never see
You’re like Gold Dust 

Oh don’t change ever
No don’t change 
There’s a hollow in this house whenever you go 

You’re like Gold Dust 
It rains over me
foreign sun my eyes thought I’d never see
You’re like Gold Dust 
 [bad word] down that street
There’s a hollow in this house whenever you go 
 [bad word] down that street
There’s a hollow in this house whenever you go 
 [bad word] down that street 
There’s a hollow in this house whenever you go 

You’re like Gold Dust