You gold dress is whirling around 
Like a fan it's lifting you high 
High above the ground 
Never coming down 
 
You gold dress is burning alight 
Deafens me with the sound of the sun 
Setting fire to the night 
And everything's all right 
 
Vibrations coming my way 
When you're floating on by 
In your gold dress 
Vibrations coming to play 
When you're filling the sky 
With your gold ... dress 
 
Your gold dress is shaming the stars 
A thousand melting Dali Guitars 
Make no sound 
And dripping slowly down 
Your gold dress is all I can see 
Blind my eyes but there it will be 
Beacon burning bright 
And everything's all right 
 
Your gold dress!