(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