Oh! Search your hearts each and all who dare.
Dig deep for the treasures buried there.
Surely none you will find will e'er compare
to the bounty that I hold so dear.
What, you ask, could bring such bliss
A loving memory, a stolen kiss,
a mother's touch you have grown to miss
What bounty can you hold so dear?
Could it be made of riches untold
Of ruby clusters and strands of gold,
paid with a price, to be bought or sold.
Is this the bounty you hold so dear?
Listen now to what I say to you.
It is no mystery from beyond the blue,
not a careless whisper of "I love you".
This is not what I hold so dear.
Within my heart is a gift, you see
of another's heart beating steadily.
My lover has entrusted it readily
and there it grows unceasingly
as we two become one for eternity.
Yes, his heart is what I hold so dear.
