Из альбома: A Rude Awakening
Now that hard times leave us shaken
Swaying as the cruel wind blows
One possession can't be taken
A single jewel still glows
I say to you words fair and true
One treasure stands above
I'd trade all the gold in Spanish ships of old
For a deep and abiding love
Galleons sailing through the ages
Had riches from stern to bow
Useless when the fever rages
Give me a cool soothing hand on my brow
So take your gold and take your silver
But leave our love alone
We made a vow to last forever
Till the sun's just a cold grey stone