Fills the Cracks with Gold by Dasha

He walks across the fire
With strides wide and bold
He reaches for my hand
And fills the cracks with gold

He sees the person that I am
He knows my truths untold
He sits down here beside me
And fills the cracks with gold

He wraps his arms around me
And protects me from the cold
He takes my heart into his hands
And fills the cracks with gold