Every time I get outside my own world for a while
there's a map between my hands,it's like a treasure to find and
"I know now my pot of gold is anywhere you are"
foggy eyes inside my head,the home stretch seems so far
Like the night I dreamt that
I was looking for a peddler
the day you left my side
and all those things he offered weren't close
to give a smile back
Every time I come back to my own world for a while
there's a glare beneath the sand cuddled by the tide and
"I know now my pot of gold is anywhere you are"
a brand new compass inside my head is going to guide my heart
I've lost "My one"
I was looking for a peddler
the day you left my side
and all those things he offered weren't close
to give a hope
Will you ever be my friend?
'cause it's so hard to go ahead
without the only one I need
but I'm not here to say goodbye
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