She runs down the staircase
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And into the yard
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And she goes down to the end of the drive
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With her friends on the phone
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And her angels on guard
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She's just recently feeling alive
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After all of the tears and the changes
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Now there's something that's taken ahold
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She's becoming gold
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She's becoming gold
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She thinks of a boy
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That she knew back in school
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And she wonders if he's doing all right
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The man of her dreams
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Isn't all that he seems
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And the baby don't sleep through the night
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Something is moving inside her
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And the weather is turning so cold
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But she's becoming gold,
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She's becoming gold
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She's becoming gold (I've seen her)
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She's becoming gold
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She can hear in the distance
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The sound of the cars
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And she sees the snow falling down on the hill
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Now the trees and the houses
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Are white as the stars
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And she doesn't wanna cry
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But she probably will
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As she thinks about all of life's mystery
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And how slowly the answers unfold
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She's becoming gold
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She's becoming gold
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She's Becoming Gold
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Marc Cohn |