I used to love Gold
So I was very bold
This is my story,
That was left untold.

It was too bright...
It was too warm...
This was what I was told,
But... it was too cold...

I lived my life alone
Now I can only atone
This great misery of my life,
But... was it too cold that time?

Now sitting on chair I look at the sky
"Too Dark... Too Cold" I sigh...
I was very bold, liked gold
BUT NOW... IT IS TOO COLD...
IT IS... TOO COLD...