Hearts of Gold

Thy heart is as flighty as a bird,

Thy soul, the wind,

So spread thy wings in flight,

And fly over the soul, to find thine heart,

And fly over the Mountains and the Rivers,

To find thy heart, as pure as Gold,

And the Valleys, and the Hills,

To find thy heart of Silver,

To find thy love’s reflection true,

To find the Glass of the Heart,

To be True to everyone you meet,

To Love with a Heart of Gold.