pot of gold

where the sun sets and beyond the cloudy horizon
lies a place where only the brave dare to trod
and their shoes are tattering and their jeans are torn
but if you asked any wayward traveller, they'd tell you it was worth

selling all the gold in the world to find this one precious jewel
as dreams fade into the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
smiling with the end of the road in sight
beautiful in the meadow, frightening in the stark night

this place is only to be found by the ones willing to find
and only to be discovered by the ones willing to search
if you found it you would never go back
never give up
never long for the past 

for finding love is one of the greatest adventures known to man.