Good as Gold – Dala – letras

I am not that photoOn my father’s mantleI won’t let the dust fallOn my lifeOh Sinéad you made me cryI was waiting in a drug store lineJust to pay for the things that money buysWith my timeWith my timeSo tell me I’m good as goldTell me I’m beautifulTell me you won’t get old and leave me aloneSt Lawrence market placeI saw my whole life written on an old friend’s faceYou can move away but you can’t eraseSo tell me I’m good as goldTell me I’m beautifulTell me you won’t get old and leave me aloneTell me I’m good as goldTell me I’m beautifulTell me you won’t get old and leave me aloneI am not that photo