Heart of Gold - Morgan Lee Lehne

Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah This time her mind is made up Yeah, she's moving on It's not like her spirit's crushed It's just she don't belong Maybe she thinks too much She thinks she's given enough God only knows she's got a heart of gold Always looking for love She's beginning to think she's cursed On her looks she judged By the folks at work All alone the night she's cried Silently, she's filled with pride One day they'll know She's got a heart of gold And she sings: "I want to know what love is but, it seems to come with so much pain If no one wants to show me, it seems easier just to run away When I am gone, it's just a penny for my soul But God he knows I got a heart of gold" Been coming 'round here Since she's a little girl But now the change is clear We live in a cynical world She don't care for fashion and fame Those kind of people, they are all the same They don't wanna know, she's got a heart of gold And she sings: "I want to know what love is but, it seems to come with so much pain If no one wants to show me, it seems easier just to run away When I am gone, it's just a penny for my soul But God he knows I got a heart of gold" To see her footsteps in the snow And she sings: "I want to know what love is but, it seems to come with so much pain If no one wants to show me, it seems easier just to run away When I am gone, it's just a penny for my soul But God he knows I got a heart of gold" Ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah

I wanna live I wanna give I've been a miner for a heart of gold It's these expressions I never give That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old It keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old I've been to Hollywood I've been to Redwood I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold I've been in my mind It's such a fine line That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old You keep me searching for a heart of gold I've been a miner for a heart of gold And I'm getting old

Sé que ya no importan Las preguntas que fallé Y cuando intente corregirme, no estarás Sé que no te importa Que no pueda respirar Y si me ahogo sé que no me salvarás Tienes algo dentro Yo lo he visto brillar Pero corres... Échame de menos No me falles esta vez Porque no sé si voy a volver Ya no dices nada y Tengo ganas de gritar Sin querer estoy dejándote volar Es un poco tarde Para remover la sangre Hace tiempo que olvide como parar Tienes algo dentro Yo lo he visto brillar Pero corres... Y corres Échame de menos No me falles esta vez Porque no sé si voy a volver Tienes algo dentro y Si no paras de correr Voy a dejarte y no voy a volver