Hidden Treasure Songtext
von Miranda Lee Richards

Walk through the hills
The ones so golden
The ones beholden
The fondest memories of yesteryear
And I will follow you
You know I won′t fear
I'm growing up my dear
I′m starting to hear my own direction

Here in the now
Finally there's something I can hold on to that isn't broken
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 on to that isn′t broken
Cause in my hand, the smallest grain of sand becomes a hidden treasure

Why are we so dear
To the ones 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 on to that isn′t broken
In your hand, the smallest grain of sand becomes a hidden treasure