The Alchemist

I once knew a girl who could turn every head She could turn on her charm and let the blood run red Now some turn lead into gold and some turn gold into lead She turned everything gold with the wave of her hand Turn it to gold I would’ve stopped if she would’ve said, ‘Turn into gold’! I lay awake in my angel-guarded bed Turn into gold I once knew a girl who could cover the spread She played the ponies with stock And broke the bank with roulette Some have heads that are whole And some have holes in their head She turns everything gold with the wave of her hand Turn it to gold I would’ve stopped if she would’ve said, ‘Turn into gold’! I lay awake in my angel-guarded bed Turn into gold, Turn into gold, Turn into gold Turn it to gold I would’ve stopped if she would’ve said, ‘Turn into gold’! I lay awake in my angel-guarded bed Turn into gold, Turn into gold, Turn into gold Turn into gold, Turn into gold, Turn into gold