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"I travel down this lonely road To see if I can pick me a rose But all I find is a handful of thorns In a place where blossoms should grow [Chorus] Some hearts are made of stone Some are cold, made of ice Some beat all alone Then there's those made of steel Ones that don't even feel Where are those hearts Those hearts made of gold I wandered down this lonely trail Some twenty seven hours a day But all I see are prints in the dirt Where others tried to find their way [Chorus] How far will I go To leave these fears behind Oh, let those tears go dry Yeah, won't stop until I can find Oh, that heart of gold [Chorus] "