Heart of Gold - B-Movie

She circles round me like a glowing wheel tonight

Precious soul, heart of gold

Although she has no money she is rich in kind

Treasure trove, heart of gold

So I get drunk on her elixir of life

That overflows from her heart of gold

Then I get burnt as the immortal flame ignites

And starts to glow in her heart of gold

Here in this Russian winter

Outside it’s twelve below

And in this prison chamber

She melts the ice between my toes

With a heart of gold

Yes it’s the thought that counts

The thought that cares

The thought that can’t

Be overthrown in a heart of gold

No, she will not be silent

She will not be told

Despite the cold, her heart is gold

Here in this Russian winter

Outside it’s twelve below

And in this prison chamber

She melts the ice between my toes

With a heart of gold