I've got a sea of flowers
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But all these hours are just mine alone
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No ones home
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Bought me the finiest china
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Each time I dine it's always me alone
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With the heater on
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Left to your own devices
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A master of disguises
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Why is that not surprising
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It's like you're midas
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Oohh oohh
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Now all I see is gold
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All I see is gold
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Oohh oohh
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Now all I see is gold
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All I see is gold
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You're probably somewhere sunny
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And I'm here wondering if you dream of me
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While you're by the sea
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Of all the people passing
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Your face appears in everyone I see
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But you're not with me
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And now I just can't tell if
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That's just the way you felt
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When we were just beginning
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You've turn to midas
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Oohh oohh
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Now all I see is gold
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All I see is gold
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Oohh oohh
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Now all I see is gold
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All I see is gold
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And when you hold my hand
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I don't feel anything
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All I feel is cold
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And all I see is gold
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oohh it's like your midas
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Oohh oohh
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Now all I see is gold
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All I see is gold
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Oohh oohh
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All I see is gold
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All I see is gold
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Oohh
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All I see is gold
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All I see is gold
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All I see is gold
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All I See Is Gold
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Bridgit Mendler |