My Sarah, With the Golden Hair

Duration

3:43

Genres

Singer/Songwriter (Male)

Lyrics

I fell just like Icarus out of the air With the first graceful toss of your shimmering, sun-showered hair Oh, every golden tress Sent me whirling towards the earth A frail, doomed satellite The beams of light painted you in such a way I almost can't tell if you truly exist to this day Or if I'm only dreaming Love, I must confess I really feel I'm dreaming And I have nothing to offer you, but Cigarette kisses and splashes of truth But if you take my hand I will give you my heart and the power to turn it to dust