Good as Gold - Dala

I am not that photo

On my father’s mantle

I won’t let the dust fall

On my life

Oh Sinéad, you made me cry

I was waiting in a drug store line

Just to pay for the things that money buys

With my time

With my time

So tell me I’m good as gold

Tell me I’m beautiful

Tell me you won’t get old

And leave me alone

Saint Lawrence marketplace

I saw my whole life written on an old friend’s face

You can move away but you can’t erase

So tell me I’m good as gold

Tell me I’m beautiful

Tell me you won’t get old

And leave me alone

Tell me I’m good as gold

Tell me I’m beautiful

Tell me you won’t get old

And leave me alone

I am not that photo