Treasure کے بول

I'm coming in, got the wood stove on at the end of a treasured day take off my hat and shoes and i lay me down lives been lost and fortunes won a test of the will to survive see where the shadow falls and you stake your claim CHORUS I dream of trees and roads i roam across the hills the sky is big, the deepest blue, the clouds like smoky trains News coming in, goes nation wide not a grain of truth to be heard lie to an ancient tribe, in their mother tongue wreaking havoc and wrecking lives like a ball and chain to the skull rise see the eagle fly spirit can't be broken I dream of trees and roads i roam across the hills the sky is big, the deepest blue, the clouds like smoky trains Bridge I dream of trees and roads i roam across the hills the sky is big, the deepest blue, the clouds like smoky trains