Everything She Touches Is Gold To Me

Hurry up Sunday, I cannot wait I sent you a letter but I know it came late I'll be there early, dressed to the nines If you got my message then I know we'll be fine Nothing ever comes my way Everything she touches is gold to me Everything she touches is gold to me Monday just drags on, Tuesday's the same Wednesday, Thursday, Friday could be any old day I just want Sunday, will you be there? Did you get my letter and did you even care? Everything she touches is gold to me Everything she touches is gold to me Hurry up sunrise, I cannot wait All the nights are lonely and tomorrow's the day Everything she touches is gold to me Everything she touches is gold to me Everything she touches is gold to me Everything she touches is gold to me Gold to me Everything she touches is gold to me Everything she touches is gold to me Everything she touches is gold to me Everything she touches is gold to me