High This Sober

Your love is gold Your love is soul Your love is kind Your love, it floats Oh, do you mind? If I slide over We'll get high this sober Tell me will you love me when I'm old and frail? Oh, tell me will you love me when I'm full and pale? I got things on my mind that I need to tell Oh, I got things on my mind, I've been dreaming well Pulling out my Porsche out my 16 car garage Pulling out my Porsche taking rides up to the stars Flip that to a saucer, I got dreams and no alarms Then flip that to a beach house where I'm already in charge 'Cause your love is gold Your love is soul Your love is kind Your love, it floats Oh, do you mind? If I slide over We'll get high this sober Tell me will you love me when I'm just a ghost? Oh, tell me will you love me when I'm dead and cold I got things on my plate that I need to shelve Oh, I ain't got no time to be here by myself Pulling out their cameras out their six-speed stalling cars Pulling out their cameras as we trip the boulevard I know when they see me they'll be glad that they took part And I know when they reach me I'll be flirting with the Gods 'Cause your love is gold Your love is soul Your love is kind Your love, it floats Oh, do you mind? If I slide over We'll get high this sober We'll get high this sober