You were the seeker Then you found there`s nothing to find It`ll all come down to you in its own good time No one`s the older No one`s the wiser No one cares When every step takes you from nowhere Going from somewhere to here
Your quiet eyes almost vacant There`s no need to explain The fine line between stealing and giving In the landscape of the saint
You were the dreamer Who got lost in your escape When beauty became a prison You found your freedom in the mundane
So when will I see what you see You say it`s got nothing to do with being worthy When will I see what you see
When you`ve gone and lost What you thought you never had And you`re numb with the fear That it`s never coming back It makes no difference It`s gonna be what it`s gonna be Sometimes the purest gold comes from The hands of a thief
So when will I see what you see You say it`s got noting to do with being worthy When will I see what you see When will I see what you see
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