Fools Gold

(альбом: Ozark Mountain Daredevils - 1980)

I was falling off to sleep
I was drawn into a dream
And the lady there would weep
Till it turned into a stream

And she let me touch her heart
And listen to her sing
And she watched me fall apart
Like a man who would be king

Ice cold water, running through her veins
Fool's gold and mirrors, reflecting nothing
Bright lady liar, bitter to the taste
Foolish desire, left no trail to trace

So I say her name again
I know she knows my call
And I feel the dream begin
Like a shadow on the wall
She's a shadow
She's a shadow

She's a shadow
She's a shadow
She's a shadow
She's a shadow

Ice cold water, running through her veins
Fool's gold and mirrors, reflecting nothing
Bright lady liar, bitter to the taste
Foolish desire, left no trail to trace

Ice cold water, running through her veins
Fool's gold and mirrors, reflecting nothing
Bright lady liar, bitter to the taste
Foolish desire, left no trail to trace