You mend the cracks
In my weathered roads
With pure gold
You make me feel
Like a pharaoh
Of my world
In this danger
Of a world
you make me feel safe
It seems like you will still love me after anything
You are
The kind of sweet
That doesn’t give you cavities
Too good to be true
Which is why
I physically cannot stop smiling when I’m with you
I’m just a warm blooded oaf
Turned out
To be fools gold