and I can still see it all (in my mind) all of you, all of me (intertwined) I once believed love would be (black and white) but it’s golden (golden) and I can still see it all (in my head) back and forth from New York (sneaking in your bed) I once believed love would be (burning red) but it’s golden like daylight, like daylight like daylight, daylight
~Daylight, Taylor Swift












