Hidden Treasure-Miranda Lee Richards

[00:28.56]Walk through the hills [00:33.43]The ones so golden, the ones beholdin' [00:43.75]The fondest memories of yesteryear [00:55.37]And I will follow you [01:00.83]You know I won't fear, I'm growing up my dear [01:11.13]And starting to hear my own direction [01:25.43]Finally, there's something I can hold onto that isn't broken [01:38.83]It's in my hand, the smallest grain of sand [01:44.57]Becomes a Hidden Treasure [01:53.24]So write me a letter [01:59.19]One I'll save forever inside these broken drawers [02:09.42]The ones that I find that make me smile [02:19.87]And don't file me away [02:26.40]With things forgotten, things old and rotten [02:36.83]'Cause I was the one you could really talk to [02:47.27]Here in the now [02:50.43]Finally, there's something I can hold onto that isn't broken [03:04.54]It's in my hand, the smallest grain of sand [03:10.27]Becomes a Hidden Treasure [03:40.36]Why are we severe [03:45.11]To the one's we hold dear and closest to our hearts? [03:55.78]Always biting the hands that feed us [04:05.99]When here in the now [04:09.36]Finally, there's something you can hold onto that isn't broken [04:23.27]In your hand, the smallest grain of sand [04:29.07]Becomes a Hidden Treasure