Gleaming, twinklingEyes like sinking ships on watersSo inviting, I almost jump inBut I don’t like a gold rush, gold rushI don’t like anticipatin’ my face in a red flushI don’t like that anyone would die to feel your touchEverybody wants youEverybody wonders what it would be like to love youWalk past, quick brushI don’t like slow motion, double vision in rose blushI don’t like that falling feels like flying ’til the bone crushEverybody wants youBut I don’t like a gold rushWhat must it be like to grow up that beautiful?With your hair falling into place like dominoesI see me padding across your wooden floorsWith my Eagles t-shirt hanging from the doorAt dinner parties, I call you out on your contrarian shitAnd the coastal town we wandered ’round had never seen a love as pure as itAnd then it fades into the gray of my day-old teaCause it could never be
Cause I don’t like a gold rush, gold rushI don’t like anticipatin’ my face in a red flushI don’t like that anyone would die to feel your touchEverybody wants youEverybody wonders what it would be like to love youWalk past, quick brushI don’t like slow motion, double vision in rose blushI don’t like that falling feels like flying ’til the bone crushEverybody wants youBut I don’t like a gold rushWhat must it be like to grow up that beautiful?With your hair falling into place like dominoesMy mind turns your life into folkloreI can’t dare to dream about you anymoreAt dinner parties I won’t call you out on your contrarian shitAnd the coastal town we never found will never see a love as pure as itCause it fades into the gray of my day-old teaCause it will never beGleaming, twinklingEyes like sinking ships on watersSo inviting, I almost jump in
