Words & Music by Marc Bolan
Recorded by T.Rex, 1975
One and a two and a three and four, hey.
Oh yeah.
Golden eyes on a sunset lawn,
Make me feel so glad to be born.
Broken pages on the edge of night,
Make me want to squeeze you tight.
Till dawn.
Till dawn.
Heat will fly on a sky of gold.
Rivers flow like a diamond ball.
Flaming angel girl I need you now.
Locked around me like a burning house.
Till dawn.
Till dawn.
Golden eyes on a sunset lawn,
Make me feel so glad to be born.
Broken pages on the edge of night,
Make me want to squeeze you tight.
Till dawn.
Till dawn.
Writer(s): Marc Bolan
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