Texty: James Blunt. Some Kind Of Trouble. Heart Of Gold.

This time her mind is made up

Yeah, she's moving on

Tonight her spirit's crushed

It's 'cause she don't belong



Maybe she thinks too much

She thinks she's given enough

Only now they'll know she's got a heart of gold

Always looking for love

She's beginning to think she's cursed

On her looks she judged

By the folks at work



She don't care for fashion and fame

Those kind of people they are all the same

One day they'll know, she's got a heart of gold



And she sings, I want to know what love is

But it seems to come with so much pain

If no one wants to show me

It seems easier just to run away

When I am gone it's just a penny for my soul



But God he knows, I got a heart of gold

Been coming 'round here


Since she's a little girl

But now the change is clear

We live in a cynical world



She don't care for fashion and fame, no

Those kind of people they are all the same

They don't wanna know, she's got a heart of gold



And she sings, I want to know what love is

But it seems to come with so much pain

If no one wants to show me

It seems easier just to run away

When I am gone it's just a penny for my soul

But God he knows, I got a heart of gold



To see her footsteps in the snow



And she sings, I want to know what love is

But it seems to come with so much pain

If no one wants to show me

It seems easier just to run away

When I am gone it's just a penny for my soul

But God he knows, I got a heart of gold