GOLD DUST
Unveiling the Fragility of Love: Gold Dust Chronicles
Lyrics
His love was like gold dust
His love is precious and valuable, like gold dust.
His desire took my lust
His passion aroused my desires.
He sent shivers down my spine
He caused intense and thrilling sensations in me.
His ghost echoes in my mind
Memories of him linger in my thoughts like a haunting ghost.
The one heart I thought I could trust
The one person I believed I could rely on emotionally.
His love was like Gold Dust
Reiterating the precious nature of his love, comparing it to gold dust.
His love was my oxygen
His love was vital to me, like oxygen for survival.
He was my addiction
I was addicted to him, suggesting a strong dependence on his love.
He played such a beautiful game
He played with my emotions in a beautiful but puzzling way.
It used to drive me insane
His actions used to drive me to the brink of insanity.
The one heart it thought I could trust
Repetition of the theme of trust in the relationship.
His love was like Gold Dust
Reiterating the precious nature of his love, comparing it to gold dust.
You don’t know what you feel as time moves on
Reflecting on the uncertainty of emotions as time passes.
You don’t know what you want until its lost and gone
Realization that one may not recognize true desires until they are lost.
I never realised that my heart could rust
Discovering the deterioration of the heart due to lost love.
Until love slipped through my fingertips like gold dust
Describing the fleeting nature of love slipping away like gold dust.
Now his love won’t leave me alone
His love continues to affect and trouble me.
His words are on my tombstone
His words remain as a lasting reminder, even on a metaphorical tombstone.
And tears won’t wash them away
Tears cannot erase the impact of his words and actions.
I guess that’s the price you pay
Acknowledging the inevitable cost of trusting someone's heart.
To put faith in a heart you trust
Reiteration of the trust placed in his heart.
His love was Gold Dust
Reiterating the precious nature of his love, comparing it to gold dust.
You don’t know what you fear until you powerless
Realization of fear in powerlessness, likely in the aftermath of the relationship.
You don’t know what you want until your truly obsessed
Understanding desires when one becomes truly obsessed.
I never realised that my heart could rust
Discovering the deterioration of the heart due to lost love.
Until love slipped through my fingertips like Gold Dust
Reiterating the fleeting nature of love slipping away like gold dust.
His love was my final dance
His love marked the final significant moment in the relationship.
With such innocent romance
Describing the romance as innocent and pure.
The flowers will dry out with time
Acknowledging the transience of beautiful moments with time.
His ghost echoes in my mind
Memories of him persist like a haunting ghost.
The one heart I thought I could trust
Repetition of the theme of trust in the relationship.
His love was like Gold Dust
Reiterating the precious nature of his love, comparing it to gold dust.
The one heart I thought I could trust
Repetition emphasizing the betrayal of trust in the relationship.
His love was like Gold Dust
Reiterating the precious nature of his love, comparing it to gold dust.
The one heart I thought I could trust
Repetition emphasizing the betrayal of trust in the relationship.
His love was like Gold Dust
Reiterating the precious nature of his love, comparing it to gold dust.
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