She was the gold rush By all means, she can get ahead of herself I'll already be there I'll already be there to meet her She's no traitor I've got no chaser (She doesn't love) Anything for herself But for me she goes way in, way in

She might just be the one Then I realized She might have been the one For a little fun Gave away our days For a little fame Now I'll never see your face But it's okay I adapted anyway When the sun goes up, you're searching for a love