She was swinging by the bangles in a main street store.
A while before we met.
The most dangerous angels that you ever saw.
She spied her amulet.
And she took a loop of leather for around her neck.
And that was then the start.
The most dangerous lady on her quarter deck.
She found her Golden Heart.
You found your Golden Heart.
Then we swirled around each other and the thread was spun,
to some Arcadian band.
I would stop it from swinging like a pendulum,
Just to hold time in my hand
And you shot me with a cannonball of history,
And long forgotten art.
I'd be turning it over as our words ran free.
I'd hold your Golden Heart.
I'd hold your Golden Heart.
Nothing in the world prepared me for you, your heart, your heart.
Nothing in the world that I love more your heart, your heart.
Your Golden Heart.
And every time I'm thinking of you from a distant shore,
And all the time I sleep
I will have a reminder that my baby wore,
A part of you to keep
And I'll send you all my promises across the sea,
And while we are apart.
I will carry the wonder that you gave to me,
I'll wear your Golden Heart.
I'll wear your Golden Heart.
Nothing in the world prepared me for you, your heart, your heart.
Nothing in the world that I love more your heart, your heart.
Your Golden Herat.