Wind back and the chill is still here
Keep me searching
for a heart of gold
You keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
I've been a miner
for a heart of gold.
sometimes what you are searching for is right in front of you
getting ready for a restful few weeks.
l am learning, we all including Kevin,have the need and desire to be understood
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