Mary Anne, it's your gold heart,  
That's one of awesome beauty;
Your heart is highly treasured,
This I can easily see.

If you would be a candle,
A match I would want to be;
Then I could make you light up,            
Leaving a fragrance lovely.

You're sweet and gentle kindness,
And your love that's genuine;
Opens my heart with great ease,
And is always welcomed in.

If by chance stars in heaven,
Would somehow come to go out;
With the brightness of your smiles,
You'd ignite them there's no doubt.

I thank the good Lord above,
For he helped me to find you;
Because you are in the world,
Life's joys I find are not few.

Pirates are after your heart,
As it imparts flakes of gold;
There're in search of every smile,
As each one has wealth untold.  

From your heart, dear Mary Anne,
Gold makes its way to your smiles,
For bright light specular,        
That's noticed from distant miles.

If your heart would be essayed,
Highly esteemed.it would be;
Your heart by mine is treasured,
And brings joys so easily.