Oh my dear
I know you have no idea
Just what a prize you hold
A treasure a sort of gold
X marks the spot
Within your chest
Lies a heart
Not made with jewels or pearls
But something much more than those
And from it flows more than you know
Oh my dear
Many will pioneer
To dig up the wealth that's been
Buried beneath your skin
But be on guard
Not everything's worthy of
The trail that leads to your heart
Don't leave a trace or mark
Cause from it flows more than you know
Oh from it flows more than you know