Heart of Gold
Lonely is this heart of gold
though I refuse the best of lovers.
Longing that our story be told.
Helpless as a hostage in blindfold.
Waiting for you and refusing all others.
Lonely is this heart of gold.
And even while our romance is old
the thought of you sends my heart a-flutter.
Longing that our story be told.
I can't understand a heart so cold,
your indifference makes me shutter.
Lonely is this heart of gold.
You may think my declaration bold
but like a storm that roars with thunder
I'm longing that our story be told.
Until the day you pass my threshold
I'll dream of you in disquieted slumber.
Lonely is this heart of gold.
Longing that our story be told.
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