Silver and Gold

You and I, the perfect sign
You reel me in
You dry me out
When I go too far, far
Silver, gold and alibis
If nothing’s ventured
Nothing’s gained
So we must try, try
Every day that you’re not here is a waste
Every day that you’re not with me is a waste
So I’ll be waiting right here
Everyday
Much too young and much too fine
To be concerned
With being polite
Or being on time, time
So come to me
I’ll comfort you
I’ll keep the nightmares from your head
And from your room, room
Every day that you’re not here is a waste
Every day that you’re not with me is a waste
So I’ll be waiting right here
Everyday, every…