pot of gold

He's the kind of guy that makes you cry
Thinks his heart is safe in the sand
You wonder if he's blind; so much turmoil inside
You can feel it when you're holding his hand

And he's lost in the dark; he keeps missing his mark
He can't seem to find his way home
He can't light the spark; he's so far from the mark
But no matter how far he may roam

I will still be there

And can you really see in the dark?
You swear the rainbow's an arc
So sure there's a pot of gold
You keep looking everywhere you're told

You think it's cause you're bold
But you're still stuck inside this mold...

You're the kind of guy who looks at the sky
And only sees your possibilities
You're missing the moon, with the sun in your eye
Have you ever spent time on your knees

Taking in their beauty?

You're lost in the dark; you keep missing your mark
Are you sure that you know the way home?
You can't light the spark; you're so far from the mark
But no matter how far you may roam

I will still be there

Can you really see in the dark?
You swear the rainbow's an arc
So sure there's a pot of gold
You keep looking everywhere you're told

You think it's cause you're bold
But you're still stuck inside this mold...

You know we're all so small
No need to build this wall
In the end it's gonna fall
And I'm waiting through it all

Think a maze will keep me out?
I will still be there

Your pot of gold...