Fast comes the blessing of all that you dreamed But then comes the curses of diamonds and rings Only at first did it have its appeal But now you can't tell the false from the real
Who can you trust? Who can you trust?
When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold, gold Everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold
I'm dying to feel again Oh, anything at all But, oh, I feel nothing, nothing, nothing, Nothing
When everything, everything Everything you touch turns to gold, gold, gold Everything, everything Everything you touch turns to gold, gold