Shy Harry - Yeats Lyrics

You're golden
Got me wanting more
Got me believing
In a silver shore
Walk softly
I know your feet are pure
But these are the dreams of a man who's poor
Got nothing more
Except for love
I got love
I got love
I got love
I got love
The half-light can wait
I'm not done just yet
Like each time I fall to the ground I scar
So that I won't for forget
These dreams
My whole heart
I'd give it in gold
But today it's just a poor man's shout in the dark
But I got love
I got love
I got love
I got love
I got love
I got love
I got love
I got love