I was thinking that
maybe I'd get a maid
Find a place nearby
for her to stay.
Just someone
to keep my house clean,
Fix my meals and go away.
Afraid. A man feels afraid.
Afraid.
It's hard to make that change
When life and love
turns strange.
And cold.
To live a love,
you gotta give a love.
To give a love,
you gotta be "part of"
When will I see you again?
A while ago somewhere
I don't know when
I was watching
a movie with a friend.
I fell in love with the actress.
She was playing a part
that I could understand.
A maid. A man needs a maid.
A maid.
I want to live, I want to give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold
Its these expressions I never give
That keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
Ive been to hollywood
Ive been to redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind, its such a fine line
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
I want to live, I want to give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold
When will I see you again?
maybe I'd get a maid
Find a place nearby
for her to stay.
Just someone
to keep my house clean,
Fix my meals and go away.
Afraid. A man feels afraid.
Afraid.
It's hard to make that change
When life and love
turns strange.
And cold.
To live a love,
you gotta give a love.
To give a love,
you gotta be "part of"
When will I see you again?
A while ago somewhere
I don't know when
I was watching
a movie with a friend.
I fell in love with the actress.
She was playing a part
that I could understand.
A maid. A man needs a maid.
A maid.
I want to live, I want to give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold
Its these expressions I never give
That keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
Ive been to hollywood
Ive been to redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind, its such a fine line
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
I want to live, I want to give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold
When will I see you again?