The Golden Floor - Snow Patrol

Tell me that you wanna dance

Wanna feel your pulse on mine

Just treat me like a stolen glance

To yourself

A dark shape on a golden floor

A sleeping planet with a molten core

From above we'd cut a slow eight shape

And much more

I'm a peasant in your princess arms

Penniless with only charm

As we're leveled by the low

Hot lights and disarmed

I'm not afraid of anything

Even time

It'll eke away at everything

But we'll be fine

I'm folded in the bread you made

You're cold until my body bathes

You in the heat I kept aside

All these days

I'm not afraid of anything

Even time

It'll eke away at everything

But we'll be fine

I'm not afraid of anything

Even time

It'll eke away at everything

But we'll be fine