I've waited for this treasure for a long time.
Something to hold, to keep, and it's all mine.
I've driven and strived for this gold.
I've never not once, had it to hold.
Now, it's been found.
But I am not homeward bound.
I've held it, and dreampt of it.
Seen it in the shining light glint.

This gold was like a person to me.
My dreams of them you say?
Oh, how glorious I dreampt they would be.

Now, it's slipping away from my hands,
and they will travel to far away lands.
This still saddens me so, but which is more?
That I, I will never see them again?
Or that they will never know that they were the Treasure I found.