Words & Music by Jessie Sparks

walking close, holding hands
gives the colours to the sand
when we kiss as we do
gives the sky that permanent shade of blue

your fingertips are gold
& your sweet tender lips are gold
& the way you look at me
it ainít silver but itís gold

know my words, ease my pain
make me feel good in everyway
when you smile as you do
makes the sunrise almost as colourful as you

your fingertips are gold
& your sweet tender lips are gold

iím a fool for you, with one touch
i am done, i am ready, itís like a head rush
& your skin on mine, itís like the sun on my face
it ainít silver but itís gold

time cannot turn this love to bronze
Ďcause what we have
weíll always hold on
always hold on

your fingertips are gold
& your sweet tender lips are gold
& the way you look at me
it ainít silver but itís gold

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