Hidden Treasure 歌词

Walk through the hills The ones so golden, the ones beholdin' The fondest memories of yesteryear And I will follow you You know I won't fear, I'm growing up my dear And starting to hear my own direction Finally, there's something I can hold onto that isn't broken It's in my hand, the smallest grain of sand Becomes a Hidden Treasure So write me a letter One I'll save forever inside these broken drawers The ones that I find that make me smile And don't file me away With things forgotten, things old and rotten 'Cause I was the one you could really talk to Here in the now Finally, there's something I can hold onto that isn't broken It's in my hand, the smallest grain of sand Becomes a Hidden Treasure Why are we severe To the one's we hold dear and closest to our hearts? Always biting the hands that feed us When here in the now Finally, there's something you can hold onto that isn't broken In your hand, the smallest grain of sand Becomes a Hidden Treasure