You’re lost so I know your kind
For I followed them, but never quit for myself when
You will go loose yourselves, close my mouth not to ask for help
And my mother knows my eyes too well
You’re a truth speaker, with a heart of gold
Please keep me close, for I’d like to learn some
Fools gold, though I try to hide my tongue
But from you speaks the very sun
And I pray that you will always hold on.