The Polyphonic Spree
You're Golden
It’s not what you do in a day
It’s not what you wanted to say
It’s not the color in your hair
It’s not the clothes that you wear
Bear in mind
You’re golden
Caught up in mind
You’ve stolen
My heart
Bear in mind
You’re golden
Caught up in mind
You’ve stolen
My heart
Objectively speaking I believe
You are the moment
When order falls to its knees
Of shared devotion
It’s not your party girl yell
It's not the way that you spell
It’s not the way that you dance
It's the way that you're holding my hand
Bear in mind
You’re golden
Caught up in mind
You’ve stolen
My heart
My heart
My heart