Beauty In Gold

When you smile,
I see the first morning’s light.
When you laugh,
I hear the angels sing.
A fool in love is a tragic things to be.
When love’s out of reach. Held at bay.
Oh. You’re so far away.

I cry for the children
Who will come after me.
I wish to spare them this pain.
A fool in love is a tragic things to be.
When love’s out of reach. Held at bay.
Oh. You’re so far away.

(1986)

Lyrics: Wicasta Lovelace
Music: Wicasta Lovelace

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