Old gold

You lose yourself in fantasy

escaping from your loneliness

you dream up some fame ecstasy

you sharpen up and then finesse

and now you’ve got the contract

no one here has signed before

you made it yes, and that’s a fact

no one’s ever walked that floor

          oh the finest restaurant

          and the television crew

          no you’re not a debutante

          not exactly new

          no, you’re old gold

          if the story be told

          you’re old gold

You dream and lose yourself again

oh my god, you’re famous now

and all the women, all the men

will stop and ask you, baby, how

did it happen, pray do tell ?

you really made it in the end

we are shouting and we yell

you are our only dearest friend

        refr.

23/10/11