You're just another name to the list
Of the times Cupid's arrow missed

Maybe Robin Hood could do more
He steals from the rich, gives to the poor

When the doors are closed
and its cold outside
would you,
sell your soul for one last try
to search for the life you could never find
just push those bad thoughts to the back of your mind
and the wind starts howling and lights up your bones
with an undying hope that reminds you of home
you know that you've never had no place to go
but the feeling is real
so don't ever let it go (oh, oh, oh)
Cause your heart is Gold (oh, oh, oh)
Don't let it go
And her tragedy lies in the depths of despair
in a room where lit cigaretts fill up the air
she sits in the corner and twirls her hair
and her tears fall and burn from the pain she cant bear
but your beauty reflects your soul
and your heart is made of gold
so don't let it go (oh, oh, oh)
cause your heart is gold (oh, oh, oh)

I once knew a man,
his name was Grant.
Grant had everything,
it was all in the palm of his hand,
until he threw it all away.
It wasn't for nothing,
it was for the only fatherly figure in his life,
it was for a girl,
and it was for what he thought was the best.
Once the girl found the truth,
she hated him.
The truth always hurts the most,
which lead her to wonder:
Grant, who are you, really?