Gold
A, Bm, D
Ever had fun, just doing what you love, just set your own heart free
Ever let go of every low blow to write your own story
free. I'm telling you it's free. Everything you need and what the eyes can see. So open up the
window and let the pretty breeze blow in. Melt into your skin. Run across the blades of grass.
Tumble to the earth and laugh
Now you're livin'