Come take me down to your heart of gold, and I will hear your song.. Cover me up in your fantasy world, where I can do you no harm.. . And hold me now close to you..
It doesn't matter if you're black or white. Or the god that you choose to pray to. It doesn't matter about the clothes you wear. Or which creator made you.
I have walked down this road you call love. It is hard and it's shallow stony ground. I have built with these hands some great fortune. But my heart still beats a hollow sound.