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Turn my silver into gold
Not afraid of getting old
Warm my soul, remove the cold
When the night comes, give me hold
Gold I need to build your dreams
Older, wiser than it seems
Cold as ice, you play with me
And you hold on to your dreams
Turn my silver into gold
Not afraid of getting old
Warm my soul, remove the cold
When the night comes, give me hold
Gold I need to buy your dreams
Older, wiser than it seems
Cold as ice, you play with fire
And you hold on to desire
Gold I need to build your dreams
Older, wiser than it seems
Cold as ice, you play with fire
And you hold on to desire
Turn my silver into gold
Not afraid of getting old
Warm my soul, remove the cold
When the night comes, give me hold
Gold I need to buy your dreams
Older, wiser than it seems
Cold as ice, a man of means
And you hold on to your dreams
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Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
