Made Of Gold

Written in 1999, just after Nikki came back from Spain and England.

They said my life was only mine,
and everything was going fine,
till I saw your eyes look into mine.

Never thought this happen here to me,
never thought I'd let my feelings free,
now I'm happy, should I be?

Late at night I fantasize,
and then nothing really matters,
looking good and looking after.

I've been watching you, you've been looking good,
I've been watching you, you are made of gold.

And so my life is doing fine,
I'm sitting here just spending time,
when I see your eyes look into mine.

Tell me once more what I mean to you,
if I leave you a second, you'll be blue,
I can't believe what's going on,
and on, and on, and on...

Late at night I fantasize,
and then nothing really matters,
looking good and looking after.

When I cry, I wonder why,
and then nothing really matters,
looking good and looking better.

I've been watching you, you are made of gold,
I've been watching you, you are made of gold.

Words and music: Ketebarbo