Gold Dust - Galantis, East & Young

You’re like Gold Dust

It rains over me

A foreign sun that I thought I’d never see

You’re like Gold Dust

Oh don’t change ever

No don’t change

There’s a hollow in this house whenever you go

You’re like Gold Dust

It rains over me

A foreign sun my eyes thought I’d never see

You’re like Gold Dust

Keep coming down that street

There’s a hollow in this house whenever you go

Keep coming down that street

There’s a hollow in this house whenever you go

Keep coming down that street

There’s a hollow in this house whenever you go

You’re like Gold Dust