(Matraca Berg&Gary Harrison)



Spent my life looking for

Happiness like it was buried treasure

Somewhere behind the secret door

Surely there were riches beyond measure



I would take my sanity to task

Walk across broken glass to find it

And no mountain top was left unclimbed

Before I ever took the time to take a look inside me



These dreams of mine these precious years

Oh how they shine like diamonds and tears



Oh sure, there was love

And of course I thought it'd be my salvation

And in a way, I guess he was