Lyrics

The classic crime The feeling it's all alright The fleeting time While eternity rises And the truth still hurts sometimes But what good are dead man's treasures? And you can keep your fool's gold nighttime Cause I'll fight for my love forever It hurts, I know, to just give, to let go To just fall back into bed That fated galleons we dread As the buzzards hover above As king you ask "What is love?" The classic crime, the feeling it's all alright The fleeting time While eternity rises And the truth still hurts sometimes But what good are dead man's treasures? And you can keep your fool's gold nighttime Cause I'll fight for my love forever It hurts, I know To just give, to let go To just fall back into bed That fated galleons we dread As the buzzards hover above As king you ask "What is love?" And the truth still hurts sometimes But what good are dead man's treasures? And you can keep your fool's gold nighttime Cause I'll fight for my love forever