You're my favourite daydream
I'm your famous nightmare
Everything I see looks like gold
Everything I touch goes cold
Castles in the snowHere's all I know
Your checkered room and your velvet bow
Your Elvis song in my ear
That moonlit voice that I hearNow we are old as bread
We walk along our golden crest
We hide away for a week
We only look and don't speakYou're my favourite daydream
I'm your famous nightmare
Everything I see looks like gold
Everything I touch turns cold
Castles in the snowYou're my favourite daydream
I'm your famous nightmare
Everything I see looks like gold
Everything I touch turns cold
Castles in the snowHere's all I know
Your checkered room and your velvet bow
Your Elvis song in my ear
That moonlit voice that I hear
Songwriters
WYNNE BENNETT, GEORGE WILLIAM LEWISPublished by
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