Lyrics

She circles round me like a glowing wheel tonight Precious soul, heart of gold Although she has no money she is rich in kind Treasure trove, heart of gold So I get drunk on her elixir of life That overflows from her heart of gold Then I get burnt as the immortal flame ignites And starts to glow in her heart of gold Here in this Russian winter Outside it's twelve below And in this prison chamber She melts the ice between my toes With a heart of gold Yes it's the thought that counts The thought that cares The thought that can't Be overthrown in a heart of gold No, she will not be silent She will not be told Despite the cold, her heart is gold Here in this Russian winter Outside it's twelve below And in this prison chamber She melts the ice between my toes With a heart of gold
Writer(s): Stephen Anthony Hovington, Paul Terence Statham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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