Golden Girl - Frank Ocean

She peels an orange, for us in the mornin

She woke me up to give me half

I can hear the children soccer ballin

Like wildcats running on the grass (yeah)

You’re a girl on this island, I’m a boy from America

My flight leaves tonight

But I don’t think I’m, goin backwards

I won’t be goin backwards

You’re my golden girl

You’re the one I’ve chosen girl

You’re 24K

You make it bright when it’s gray

You’re my golden girl

The sun has been kind to you

You’re 24K (girl)

But the sky’s never gray (never gray)

Silent moments, meditative poses

You break my focus, you make me laugh

Two mopeds racin through the forest

Making dirt clouds on a path, on a path

I’m my best on this island, I’m a mess in America

My flight left last night

But, I know I’m not goin back home (yeah)

I’m not goin back home, no-ohhhhhhhh

If we build a house in paradise, will we get to heaven still?

If we don’t have to live through Hell just to get to heaven

I’ma stay right here, with you, ’til the hurricane comes

‘Til the tsunami comes, I’ve found my golden

Umm

You’re my G-O, L-D, E-N, G-I, R-L

And that’s for the females that can’t spell, but

Thanks for fuckin with me

You turn my dark into light, you’re like a bucket of bleach

You see – I want you to know that

My negatives at home aren’t workin for my Kodak

So that, means that, I don’t want to go back

Just know that, I would like to stay here and hold that

hand of yours – girl I’m a wreck in America

Your face is the best cause it’s the same color as the lace on my neck

And you’re golden, uh, your eyes open

Fuck it let’s toast and listen to Michael Bolton

I freefall off the hill again

Let’s see where I land, I’m like Gilligan

Umm, I trust you, Golden, for what

When I’m just hopin that you don’t turn my neck green