It is your heart of gold
That filled mine with delight
It is your heart of gold
That shines through the night
It is your heart of gold
That reflects in your eyes
It is your heart of gold
That lights up the skies
It is your heart of gold
Why I put you in a museum
It is your heart of gold
Why tickets sell at a premium
Frank Solanki 
You had me until that part, “Why I put you in a museum.” Trying to figure out what this is about. I guess for you to know and for me to find out!
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