Your Heart

Your heart has golden flower buds
That can bloom into joy
You don't have to own a mansion
Made of gold

Your heart can be at ease
If only you will try
To please, your loved one
Not just ones you need

Your heart could be a winner
If you try
To lose your one desire
That burns like fire
That soon will make you cry

The seeds of joy will wither
And turn to dust
When you play your heart's last game
With greed and lust

Your heart lives in another world
Where the sun will never shine
'Cause, the king of greed has
Turned your eyes so blind

If you would learn to give
Then, your heart would start to melt
'Cause, you'd have the truest love
That one could find

Your heart could be a winner
If you try
If your one desire
That burns like fire
That soon will make you cry

The seeds of joy will wither
And turn to dust
When you play your heart's last game
With greed and lust