Oh, the night is growing colder,
And the stars have lost their shine.
And I have been forsaken,

By everything I thought was mine.
For in the darkest hour,
When the final story's told,

No matter how bright I glittered, baby,
I could never be gold.


You gave up your finest treasure,
For the one you saw in me.
But how could I know the measure,

Of all you needed me to be.
Though I came with sweet intentions,
More my pockets could not hold.

No matter how bright I glittered, baby,
I could never be gold.


I finally gave up counting,
The ways you said I let you down.
When I fell into that river of no return,

And you watched me drown.
Oh I could sparkle like a diamond,
Have silver line my soul.

But no matter how I glittered, baby,
I could never be gold.


You looked so high and low for heaven,
I tried so hard to show the way.
But though I flew on wings of angels,

My feet were always made of clay.
I could come trailing clouds of glory,
But you saw nothing to behold.

No matter how bright I glittered, baby
I could never be gold.


No matter how bright I glittered, baby,
I could never be gold.