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