The Treasure Hunter
Marcela Bovio
She believes that below the ground
There are endless sparks of gold
She believes every bit has a story to be told
I still can’t grasp what I have seen
With a kind heart and perfect aim
You sunk your hands into the deep
And pulled out the tiniest flake
Blessed by the sun’s most tender kiss
It shone like an everlasting flame
You said: I’ll take it home with me and give it proper care
Find me a treasure, and teach me to see
Beyond the coldness that sprouted from our fears
Promise you’ll never turn your back on your dream
Harvest the pebbles until our faith’s rebuilt
There’s hope out there
Oh, there’s hope out there
I still can’t grasp what I have seen
With a kind heart and perfect aim
You sunk your hands into the deep
And pulled out the tiniest flake
Blessed by the sun’s most tender kiss
It shone like an everlasting flame
You said: I’ll take it home with me and give it proper care
Find me a treasure, and teach me to see
Beyond the coldness that sprouted from our fears
Promise you’ll never turn your back on your dream
Harvest the pebbles until our faith’s rebuilt
There’s hope out there
Oh, there’s hope out there
