I've got a sea of flowers
But all these hours are just mine alone, no one's home
Bought me the finest china
Each time I dine it's always me alone, with the heat of Rome
Left to your own devices
A master of disguises
Why is that not surprising?
It's like you're Mitas
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh
Now all I see is gold, all I see is gold
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Now all I see is gold, all I see is gold
You're probably somewhere sunny
And I'm here wondering
If you dream of me
While you're by the sea
Of all the people passing
Your face appears in every one I see
But you're not with me
And now I just can't tell if
That's just the way you felt when
We were just beginning
You've turned to Mitas
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Now all I see is gold, all I see is gold
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Now all I see is gold, all I see is gold
And when you hold my hand
I don't feel anything
All I feel is cold
And all I see is gold
Oooh, it's like you're Mitas
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Now all I see is gold, all I see is gold
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
All I see is gold
All I see is gold
All I see is go-old
Writer(s): Priscilla Renea Hamilton, Emanuel Kiriakou, Andrew Maxwell Goldstein, Bridgit Mendler
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