• The Locket I wore for many years,
    Hanging from my neck ever since then,
    Shines radiantly and beautifully,
    Whenever I walk into the sunlight.

    The Locket was never opened,
    And it may never be opened,
    For the golden Key has been lost,
    For many years since.

    The Locket kept a dark secret,
    From everyone else but me,
    For the golden Key that was said to be lost,
    Was never lost but was me.